Monday, May 14, 2007



To the love that gets me through the day, even when I don't realise.
To the heart that is always true.
To my God,
To my guardian angel,
To the heart of all hearts.
Whisper low in our ears
And carry us high;
You will carry us up to the stars.


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Change comes on the strength of the ethereal winds,
carried by its own wings.
Like a shaft of sunlight
in a dusty room.
O heart!
sweep me up in your eternal spring
take me
away from my dusty room
then bring me back again
dew-soaked
new
and true

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Very nice. An original mayhaps, I see no quoted shennanigans.

But the writing! It's green!

Love

Pastichna, aka Kristina said...

YOU'RE green!