Thursday, 22 May 2014
[COLOR=red][SIZE=12][FONT=Times]As I walk across the soft sand , gentle waves erase the passage of my steps , yeah I am still but a fleeting echo of soon to be forgotten much like the touch of rays as they meet palm to stalk in these isolated shoots of plants that dot the landscape.
Were I to be freely granted my will, I would fill that palm with the radiant essence of light, holding firmly to the fingers that would entwine with mine and never forsake the comfort of that touch. Yet even as we stood over words scratched into the earth to spell darkness, my only thoughts were to place a flower to float in that palm of light when words cannot flow for breath is long ago lost and beyond the realm of catching, a fleeting moment of clarity can still allow me the words to say the tidbits of truth that is so very evident. I place this flower in your hand for it to see what beauty truly is, what beautiful heart and spirit so filled and mirrored to the light that shines over the darkness and let not even its umbra’s passage across our steps.
I place this flower in your palm to share with you the fleeting caress of light that touches the stalks of a person so rarely found in the boundary of nature. I place this flower in your hand to let beauty and light be once more the forefront of our thoughts where the uncertainty of the morrow is dispelled with the shooting growth of hope and the birthing of dreams where every rare moment is new and exciting for it refreshing and refills the vessels of those that have known so many losses. To but win a smile and see the dawn shining once is beyond a task that challenges my sanctum of silence, a treasure of immensity can only be described as the finding a conclusion to a journey over many years and was thought lost beyond all hope. A gift freely given and already locked within the vault of memory as I walk through these gentle waves, my footsteps will be forgotten in a day… .[/FONT][/SIZE][/COLOR]
Matt Shadowsong posted @ 10:47 -
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