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Post by wren on Nov 18, 2006 15:10:00 GMT -5
I reached for a hand that was not there I leaned against a wall that no strength would spare I ached for a heart that was filled with love Instead I found naught but an empty glove
I looked across the star-filled night And sent my heart on a moon-lit kite Only to find it dancing there Alone, unwanted with no love shared
I thirsted for knowledge and sought wisdom old Beyond the texts and tomes so cold I sought for guidance, a teacher both wise And patient, to see truth through the lies
But there is none, not one, no love for me I am alone as alone will e’er be I will walk on two feet with my hands open wide But I shall never know love for my heart hid inside
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Post by Lady Anastasia on Nov 18, 2006 15:37:08 GMT -5
Is sad... Very pretty words, very sad feeling
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Post by wren on Nov 18, 2006 15:46:53 GMT -5
...from my walk in the woods...
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Post by bran_sinnach on Nov 18, 2006 16:51:43 GMT -5
Thats beautiful, Wren, it really, really strikes a chord in me. It reminds me so much of the way I once was, though then I made the mistake of seeking my knowledge only from the texts and tomes so cold, rather than looking beyond them to the wisdom instead. Beautiful, wren, thanks for sharing.
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Post by wren on Nov 19, 2006 11:02:32 GMT -5
And, I thank you for your thoughtful insights, bran, as always...
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Post by Senbecc on Nov 23, 2006 12:22:55 GMT -5
I reached for a hand that was not there I leaned against a wall that no strength would spare I ached for a heart that was filled with love Instead I found naught but an empty glove
I looked across the star-filled night And sent my heart on a moon-lit kite Only to find it dancing there Alone, unwanted with no love shared
I thirsted for knowledge and sought wisdom old Beyond the texts and tomes so cold I sought for guidance, a teacher both wise And patient, to see truth through the lies
But there is none, not one, no love for me I am alone as alone will e’er be I will walk on two feet with my hands open wide But I shall never know love for my heart hid inside
There is nothing more beautiful than words crafted by a skilled word smith, your words have crafted a true balm for the soul sister, perhaps soon I will post a few of my own to show you thanks for all your patients and support.
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Post by wren on Nov 24, 2006 7:41:23 GMT -5
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Post by Zowwiee ™ on Nov 24, 2006 14:27:49 GMT -5
thats beautiful,its bringing tears to my eyes, I can relate to the words x
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Post by wren on Nov 24, 2006 15:54:57 GMT -5
Thanks, wp! Sometimes it's the only way to say what I need to say or what I'm feeling. I'm glad it touched you.
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