Guest guest Posted September 14, 2002 Report Share Posted September 14, 2002 Last year, I admired wines. This, I'm wandering inside the red world. Last year, I gazed at the fire. This year I'm burnt kabob. Thirst drove me down to the water where I drank the moon's reflection. Now I am a lion staring up totally lost in love with the thing itself. Don't ask questions about longing. Look in my face. Soul drunk, body ruined, these two sit helpless in a wrecked wagon. Neither knows how to fix it. And my heart, I'd say it was more like a donkey sunk in a mudhole, struggling and miring deeper. But listen to me: for one moment, quit being sad. Hear blessings dropping their blossoms around you. God. ~ Rumi LoveAlways, Mazie & bJoin the world’s largest e-mail service with MSN Hotmail. Click Here Attachment: (image/pjpeg) fire.jpg [not stored] Attachment: (image/pjpeg) fire dancer.jpg [not stored] Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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