Guest guest Posted December 28, 2002 Report Share Posted December 28, 2002 Where are the words ripped away by strong winds, blown into creeks. Playing hide and seek, to be found without a sound. Here they are, in the light reflecting nothing. All alone, no direction homea sea of silence without wind. The compass spins under the northern star, and every word creating and destroying suffering, enjoying is still. Attachment: (image/jpeg) DSCF0033sol.JPG [not stored] Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 28, 2002 Report Share Posted December 28, 2002 Al - This is stunning. joyce , "Al Larus" <alarus@o...> wrote: Where are the words > ripped away by strong winds, > blown into creeks. > > Playing hide and seek, > to be found > without a sound. > > Here they are, > in the light reflecting > nothing. > > All alone, no direction home > a sea of silence > without wind. > > The compass spins > under the northern star, > and every word > creating and destroying > suffering, enjoying > is still. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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