Sunday, March 2, 2008

Transition

I bury you with broken promises.
Eagle soaring and Fox running through the fields,
Two dead rats and fireworks for a festival,
Gods on both sides, guarding the door.
Father in a comma, grandfather with a wounded soul
Finding lost traces, tragedy of the war.

That is how we connected,
No expectations at all
Only moment by moment
Following the Natural Law

Name of a Lake, fire in disguise,
You taught me about loving
Passion without boundaries
Standing tall, bathing in beauty.
Like heat in the amethyst cave
Releasing, Relaxing, Reflecting

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