Monday, September 25, 2006

Spiral

Gentle night comes in
Songs awaken from my desk
I write some silence

And then...

Morning walks through doors
Shadows sleep shrouded in light
My pen smiles dryly

And then...

Gentle night comes in
Songs awaken from my desk
I write some silence...

4 comments:

  1. *thinking of sinking into a big armed deep cushioned chair.. while someone reads this out to me*...

    PB

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  2. very nice! I write some silence too...

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  3. Writing silence...feels like a beautiful thought..:)..Very nice, indeed..

    --JAB

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  4. I feel the calm of a still lake in these few lines.

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