In the winter garden at night, as the stars shine down, and the moon glows bright, what luck is this and what a sight, as the meteors fly across the sky, and the snowflakes are crisp and white, and oh, what a beauty you are, with your ebullient smile, and eyes that awaken my senses,…
Read more →In the window, I see you are sat of pensive mood, with a view of the world to reflect upon, but there is a calm in you. But apropos of nothing, I see your world cave in, as your eyelashes flutter, and a tear begins to fall down your cheek, in a suicidal act. Now,…
Read more →In the wind, I hear a delighted scream, magnificent and loud, and happy, and excited like a little kid, yes, in the wind, a voice carries upon the breeze, and makes me smile, it makes me smile, to know that happiness still exists, and what a wonder it is, in a world so filled with…
Read more →In the wind and the shade, and the light, with the power of the morning, and the sunshine upon the glass of the house nearby, so, dances a curious beauty, lofty and flickering and bright, and with nature’s plane and sunshine, streams of colours, dance in the naked eye alight, and as I, a gentle…
Read more →In the wilderness of such a heart, you shine bright, you shine bright in thine eyes, for they are lit up by the thoughts, that take you beyond distant shores, that the imagination does inspire, for how powerful is the mind, and how powerful is the stirring of the heart, and when you are looking…
Read more →In the waters, I see you, I see you swimming, I see you the graceful you, I see you, with your arms aloft speeding through the water, I see the intensity in you, and I see the strength in you, and I see you rise out of the water, and the water runs off you…
Read more →In the vastness of nature, and in such glorious wonderment, before the visions that rise and fall, the call sounds of man and bird, as the birds fly upon the breeze, and rise up above it all, therein the vision of the world in its glorious colours, and magnificence does unfurl, for in its magnificence,…
Read more →In the street, broken cigarettes and bottles, and ungainly people meet, In the street, where the wind it howls, and it tries to knock people off of their feet, In the street, the rain it falls, as the homeless shelter in doorways, with nowhere to go, and people pass them by without blinking an eye,…
Read more →In the solemnity of the times, and with death all around us, what strength it takes not to break, and shatter in the wake of the moments, where dark shadows are cast over humankind, and in the solemnity of the times what tears are cried, oh, what tears are cried in the solemnity of the…
Read more →In the soil, in the soil where we bury the dead, how much is laying there of human history, that could turn human history on its head, and how much human history lies under the oceans, and how much history and advancement has been lost, and what we believe may not be, and we may…
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