Thank you Alysa for this poem:)
You are that steady breath
that beats my heart
and makes me smile
You are that calming wind
that floats within
and kisses my skin
You are a lingering song
that lights my eyes
and fills my soul
You are that waking moment
between a dream
and past my mind
You are that moment in time
that short while, the embrace
where peace stays close at hand
[Alysa, October 27, 2007]
A safe but sometimes chilly way of recalling the past is to force open a crammed drawer. If you are searching for anything in particular you don't find it, but something falls out at the back that is often more interesting.
James M. Barrie, Scottish dramatist & novelist (1860 - 1937)
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