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Post by WitchBoy on Jun 5, 2002 0:08:43 GMT -5
[glow=blue,2,300] I sit in the dark And let my spirit drift Aimless, drifting
Feeling the Pain and Anguish of a World gone wrong
I have felt the slow Breath of the trees Grounding in the earth Drawing in the warmth of the Sun Felt the passing of ages
I have felt the rush of the wind The power of the Sea The Heat of the fire The depths of the Earth
I drift on , up Into the bitter cold of space Emptyness Quiet Absolute Silence Peace
Feel myself Drift Timeless , endless Empty , Cold and Silent
My little candle draws me back to myself My Little Flickering, Unstedy light That is my anchor My Path My Becon In the dark
Its so faint and unsteady Looking down at that little light I wonderAimless, drifting So Faint and Unsteady My Anchor flickering in the wind [/glow]
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Post by Freya on Jun 6, 2002 0:58:12 GMT -5
That poem seems similar to an emotion that I have tendance to feel right now..brings thoughts to mind.
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