Saturday, March 28, 2009
Spring. Hearing a song. Jazzy folk through the wind. Moving through the country. A soft pastel's falling. Colourful, shades. Like a word rolling from a page. A teardrop. Passed the corner. The night shines from the moon on our house. A daybreak on another continent. Travelling astral in the beyond, passed a life. Mountaintops and trees. Beautiful songs. Past life, future reincarnations. Sunset, shining, never fading in the ocean. Wars are passe. Killing, breathing. My own feeling to take, to feel and give. Moon, Mars, Earth. Souling through spheres. The colours of the night through life experience.
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