When the Morning Comes The sun slowly rises, greeted by the sky early mist begins to shy from the light as waking birds rise to take flight in dazzling acrobatics they fly Upon graceful wings gravity they defy life begins to emerge once hidden from sight at the eve of the day and close of the night a peaceful bliss none can deny Gentle hush stirs with a sigh in dawns solitude a quiet delight ...
Just Breathe Just breathe waters close in feel icy fingers grasp how quickly panic starts to rise darkness begins to embrace; cold comfort offering feelings of the womb close your eyes and let go falling freely just breathe
From Foucault's Pendulum by Umberto Eco Better reality then a dream: if something is real, then it's real and you are not to blame
Victory of the Heart Heart beats racing like a birds wing close my eyes and listen to it sing dance to the music inside me feel myself slipping away with the fading of the day alas finally to be free no longer will I try to fight freely I surrender tonight a kiss I will give beneath the tree
Updated 12-09-2008 at 06:36 PM by Dark Muse
When my sister was here last month visiting for the holiday. Me and my sister and my neice were all in the same room together, and my brother-in-law, was in the other room watching TV and on his computer, no one else was in the house. I was at the computer when I saw very cleary and distincaly the image of a child dart into the kitchen at first I thought my neice must have somehow left the room without me noticing and was playing, but when I looked over she was still in the room with us. So I thought ...
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