Guest guest Posted January 6, 2006 Report Share Posted January 6, 2006 I am downloaded in my program again This fine morning Though it is still black as night I awaken blind into this Winter's day Breathe myself into Being, White light Heart rhythms Soul songs Ancient stirrings In a Black Forest, A Germanic birth My Tsigane dances Violins play me String me out In waves... Taut Trembling And feathering Ana Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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