Sunrises. Sunsets. A year. Measured by hours, minutes. Seasons. Passing of dear ones. Old rose leaves release their memories. New bubbles of still, fragile light.
What did you take from me, what did I learn from you.
"And now I'm glad I didn't know
The way it all would end the way it all would go
Our lives are better left to chance
I could have missed the pain
But I'd of had to miss the dance"
- Tony Arata
What did you take from me, what did I learn from you.
"And now I'm glad I didn't know
The way it all would end the way it all would go
Our lives are better left to chance
I could have missed the pain
But I'd of had to miss the dance"
- Tony Arata
2 comments:
to stand with you in a ring of fire,
I'll forget the days gone by,
I'll protect your body and guard your soul from mirages in your sight...
If your hopes scatter like the dust across your track, I'll be the moon that shines on your path. The sun may blind our eyes, I'll pray the skies above for snow to fall on the Sahara...
If that's the only place where you can leave your doubts, I'll hold you up and be your way out. And if we burn away, I'll pray the skies above for snow to fall on the Sahara...
Welcome Aboard, dear 2008. Bless your waiting acolytes.
Happy New Year, E. :)
Snow on the Sahara.
Impossibility or hope?
I need your grace
to remind me
to find my own
Happy 2008, Pink. *hug*
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