How would it feel if I could reach,
like lightning, through the stars,
or ebb and flow with galaxies,
fly to Jupiter or Mars?.......

Be a walking message.......

Night of a thousand nights, bring me to that place in my dreams.......

If we listen to the trees,
maybe we will understand the language of something larger than ourselves...

If rivers were a mountains veins,
pouring insides out, like rain......

A prisoner's never free except in dreamtime.......

I always want to live where I can see stars.......

So this is what it feels like without you,
while we're still together.......

We are destined, after all,
to become who we already are.......

Write your own epitaph, in living words.......
 
 
 
  
 
  

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