welcoming the storm,
distant clouds pregnant with the
Promise of rain,
Quietly turns to an angry grey
and little creatures peeked out
from within their little holes waiting
In a marriage of Space and Time
after the storm there is deep sadness
when your footsteps have no sound
walking away silently
turning back never again .
You were snatched by the night,
Your laughter lost in the wind
An anguished heart is calling out,
Crying out to the liberated soul,
just one more glance, one more touch,
one more moment to experience a life, a love,
A pain unimaginable, its intensity more scorching
than the fiery pits in the chasm of a wild fire,
yet surrendering to it like the wildest passion.
Bonded two hearts broken in space
re-united in time, turn around,
do not enter the night.
I am searching for you
do not fade away, come back.
This pain impails agony to the soul
nights become endless ,
living a nightmare of solitude and agony
days do not exist,
they are overshadowed
by the night, that night you walked into
you became the night then,
the night became you, So
there I will stay, waiting at its mouth
In this insufferable void
Waiting for you to come back.
Nandi
listening to Pachebel's canon Brainstorming:D 03-17-06
here is a link to a beautiful flute and violin version of Pachebel's canon
canon
| Pachelbel - Canon - Harp & Flute .mp3 | ||
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 | Found at bee mp3 search engine |  |
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