Think not these awakenights
be restless
there is a piano playing in
my heart
I am voyager on joyous journey
my being
adance in a silence that sings
tending seeds of light

02/05/2008

Author's Note: 4a.m'ness
as per Gabriel's comment: I wish mine were the fluency and the eloquence to write of these my nights awake. Their magic needs be experienced more than written. It is like flying without the need of wings yet on the wings of eternity ... it is like being still yet moving... It is like needing no path, no chart for i am home in a universe of stars ...*m.a

Posted on 02/05/2008
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