Falling StarsHow many falling stars has the blind man not wished upon. How many sweet whispers have fallen on the deafs’, unresponsive ears. How many songs has a mute been unable to utter.Falling Stars
This seems so sad, yet what is much sadder still
How many falling stars have we seen and discounted. How many soft murmurs have we heard and forgotten. How many melodious choruses have we sung without joy.
This world is filled with sad and bitter jokes. But what makes this world blissful is that there is always hope. Hope that those that do not have will gain. Hope that we who have so much
Shining LightIf I were a light would I shine, Would I sparkle like a midnight star. Being a guide to those that are walking my path. Would my brillance fill eveyones sky like the blazing sun, Changing a dim world into a vibrant eden. Perhaps I would flicker like a simple candle. Giving people strength in my weakness. By entrusting them with something to protectShining Light
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*** nature is everything ***
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To most I am nothing...
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Dream me up sweet illusionist....
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