Bit By Bit Poem by Madrason .

Through smells and sounds
they whirl around
astound the eyes
surprise the whys
entice the wise
they whirl the dust
into a stone
they heal a crushed
window pane
restrain us from
a burning hell
and help us well
to dive and deep
into our steep
and hollow minds
our rustic sleep
to find the blinds
to heal the numbs
to steal into
our broken hearts
they make it shake
and feel more bit by bit
Oh these heroes
regain our eros
refrain us from woes
and deepest pains
and then they re-awake it. M