Guest guest Posted August 27, 2000 Report Share Posted August 27, 2000 Sometimes, I am a drunken bird, perched in a tall tree singing to a silent sky. Sometimes, a serious mole, deep in the earth sniffing at musky roots. Sometimes, a smiling dolphin, challenging the world of air with playful leaps. Wherever I go I find You there. Or is it you who finds me? No matter, together, our Love makes it Home. Mace Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted August 28, 2000 Report Share Posted August 28, 2000 > Sometimes, > I am a drunken bird, > perched in a tall tree > singing to a silent sky. > Sometimes, > a serious mole, > deep in the earth > sniffing at musky roots. > Sometimes, > a smiling dolphin, > challenging the world of air > with playful leaps. > Wherever I go > I find You there. > Or is it you > who finds me? > No matter, > together, > our Love > makes it Home. Wandering, one can never go home... but one can BE home. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted August 28, 2000 Report Share Posted August 28, 2000 deborah wrote: Sometimes, > I am a drunken bird, > perched in a tall tree > singing to a silent sky. > Sometimes, > a serious mole, > deep in the earth > sniffing at musky roots. > Sometimes, > a smiling dolphin, > challenging the world of air > with playful leaps. > Wherever I go > I find You there. > Or is it you > who finds me? > No matter, > together, > our Love > makes it Home. Wandering, one can never go home... but one can BE home. --------------- yes! and sometimes i stop creating you and me and rest here at home love, cee Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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