……The Soul of the River
upon the water jest darkness does the soul always flow
upon the water jest majic does one never always know
far into the light of the night
does one apprehension set it in our sight
yet another glimpse of our volitional be-ing
found in the seventh mirror left in the right upon our feeling
sacred yes we are..
then how come i feel so far..
i was told i was a shining star….
yet in darkness a ryhme is but the disolved…….in the soul of our rivers feeling……(tiandra / windiepink)
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- January 6, 2007 / 1:23 am