Thursday, August 13, 2009
When I go out of Here
When I go out of here
it won't be crying and screaming in fear
I'll do all that now with you.
When I go out of here
I'll be calm and clean and clear
moving as a line of white light
connecting to my source,
Into the womb of night
with sparkling white lights all around me...
all the way home.
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Nice poem. Here's mine.
ReplyDeleteWhen you shine your light
I won't be out of sight.
Can love be real
when real can be dark as the night.
Don't push away the love that may
come your way.
I know nothing that hasn't been
touched by an angel's kiss.
Love can hurt yet be eternal bliss.
thanks for the poem..LL-NC
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