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| ~ The Poetry Of Another Time ~
The fragrance of an orchid,
wafting through the air, reminds me of another time, and of a beauty rare. The melodic strains of an orchestra, sailing through the night, Remind me of another time, and of a lovely sight. Associations such as these, fill my thoughts with rhyme, and I can't help but long for, the poetry of another time. A time when life made sense to me. |
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| Before The End Of My Journey ~
Before the end of my journey
May I reach within myself The one which is the all, Leaving the outer shell To float away with the drifting multitude Upon the current of chance and change. |
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| april 2012 |







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