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When your World is Ending, go cra… it’s going to happen, because no m… and not writhe and scream and do t… But then, after the rush of agony,… Give it your cheek, for this is yo…
Last night I turned a corner, and… And in the light between the trees… I saw this new horizon, not bound… And looking at the pebble, knew, t… Had led me to another land, the sa…
Like mango Spilling into the sky And the gasp that follows, our sur… And under the brown skin of this t… Currents whisper deeper than we ev…
Now in the echoes of memory It tastes even sweeter still That familiar glow Like the embers of next morning That catch and leap into flame
Seven abominations, the ages of ma… Seven altars, where the angels sta… Seven assistants, of the bears and… Seven blessings in silent words Seven bowls, for the breath of nig…
In the fertile bed of anguish angels drop new seeds and I see now that water for these… is made of tears and the passing of a drought
Now that the storm has passed, and… In the silence between the waves w… As we lay breathless on the sand Can you hear that, the faint rustl… And, soft as sea moss, the whisper…
In this silver morning, I send yo… That in the rolling fog you float… And butterflies join you as you da… In the mirror of my mind, I can s… Fair as lambs milk and kissed by t…
Down here at the bottom there is n… surfaces are smooth, hard, frozen… steel, cinder block, scaled and se… the angles are unmoving, like foss… I mold to the floor, head on a ste…
In the whale grey morn the sky silvers, kissed by rain And everything IS
Thank your angels For they flutter close By the grace of gratitude
I release you There is no need for pain or guilt There is only the Tao, rightful f… We are still share the same waters… And I am glad
To each his albatross Or so it seems That fickle in our fast pursuits We run from babe to grave, our boo… Are thin as gruel
Long flew the carrion crow to find this feat they came over frozen seas pale as winter roses and along the jagged edge of the i…
Did you know the wind is created b… And when the wolves are silent The moon howls?