15/04/03
April 15th, 2003 by RoseSlow goes the day, winding its way through the sorrowful fields of oneself until the darkness comes and once again it is time to lie down and be enclosed in a case of darkness like a blanket of coldness. In sleep reality merges and withdraws, its bony finger waves whilst the deformed face of truth gathers and laughs to mine. Your destiny it calls and whispers to me the stark reality of the number that will forever haunt me, it is one. Abate my excuses for there is no justification to quell a heart that is heavy and lamenting for that which it cannot possess. Emotions instruct the heart in studies of silence, so silent one can hear the sound of longing for the one who will claim a right to my soul.
10/04/03
April 10th, 2003 by RoseThe bird flew across the top of the canopy and her eyes followed it until it could no longer be seen. The air was damp and cool and the sunlight streamed down from above to the bottom of the rain forest. Surrounded by the array of greens and browns her bare feet made minimal sound on the damp forest floor. A slight skip and a low hum was the only noise from her and it melded and blended with the sounds around her, everything was alive and living, whispering trees gossiped and the animals went about their business. Coming through the trees and moving forward ever so gracefully over the fallen logs the sound of the rushing water became louder and louder. The bubble, hiss and crackling of its force began to echo over everything else. Parting the trees she stood in the small clearing and sucked in her breath at the beautiful scene that played out before her eyes which never failed to send a shiver down the back of her very soul.
“He has painted this scene into reality for you”
Picking her way delicately down the steep decent to the area where the flow was gentle and easy to swim in, she began to undress and dived into the clear and cool water. Under the water she skimmed easily across to the other side of the watering hole, her feet kicking with ease and her long hair streaming behind her, glistening in the rays of sunlight which pierced the water and speared its way to the depths. Arising and taking a deep breath, she ran her hands across her face from the base of her nose and up over her eyes, forehead and down the back of her head. Then she floated easily bobbing up and down and looking around her. Swimming back to shore she sat upon some rocks low in the water to be warmed by the sun. The sound of the rushing water into the water hole was mesmerising and she found her thoughts miles and miles away from any reality. Back to a time when there was another who sat along side her… As the sun moved across the sky she slowly untangled herself from the past and as the wind kissed her lips, it signaled the time to go back into the damp and cool forest of where her true self lived.
02/04/03
April 2nd, 2003 by RoseHands and arms reach upwards to lift
Mind travels miles in actions swift
Looming mountains await a sign
Presence of my soul, it all mine
Calmness screams yearning to be free
Third eye look, ponder to see
Vastness forward and beneath
Patiently there lays a wreath
Caged soul lifts wings to fly
White cotton clouds placed in sky
Infinite space upon my eyes do lay
Hands clasp together, and then I pray
Beauty unspoken, this scene, I think of you.
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