Jan 2012
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Take aim shoot perfectly framed just enough density light and darkness the equal in this life defines the frail enhances the strong
Bad will defend itself to the point good will win out by the images it renders in innocence and tenderness from polar opposites
Go forth seeking an ****** you could accidently stumble on to hidden paths of divine origin nature has an order that is never wrong
From the mist of a water fall a telling world can be beheld captured go without end many truths lie within a picturesque scene
In gentle rolling pastures time and dreams emerge softest breeze bequeaths dawn till dust shadows cradle light then night the light
Black tracks the light holds within gentle knowing observation’s keenest sight found between the fusing of the two as a whole
Slower expectation quieter revelation stirs under darkest subtle groaning beneath the cover awakes the wonder the spell so right
Tell of a truth the stars of splendor overhead bejewel the twisted journey fraught with surprise does not her heart ignite by quiet fire
These our memories soft as blades of grass we pass silently and quickly as fast as the shutter lets in the light we hold yesterday bound
Those we love have the permeate home in our heart and for refreshing thoughts they are viewed on walls and upon tables displayed
We make the most of what we have if only we had keener minds not freezing them know them as free what laughter would resound
We watch unaware the empty unspoken chair rings of bells within each chime the bower keeps the time until reunion in a higher clime
Their held in stillness for now they exude a power a touching swell rushes over us we honor their essence only a tear is right and just
Everything you are or possess or will ever have stems from daddy or mother you are earths promise and truth they always live
Hidden in streams so rare love flows unknown to shores unseen these bright waters flow in both directions they break as joy and trust
Feelings the conduit ever full ever widening magic wonder calls and is answered the touchstone the golden tome is pictures we hold
Take aim shoot perfectly framed just enough density light and darkness the equal in this life defines the frail enhances the strong
Bad will defend itself to the point good will win out by the images it renders in innocence and tenderness from polar opposites
Go forth seeking an ****** you could accidently stumble on to hidden paths of divine origin nature has an order that is never wrong
From the mist of a water fall a telling world can be beheld captured go without end many truths lie within a picturesque scene
In gentle rolling pastures time and dreams emerge softest breeze bequeaths dawn till dust shadows cradle light then night the light
Black tracks the light holds within gentle knowing observation’s keenest sight found between the fusing of the two as a whole
Slower expectation quieter revelation stirs under darkest subtle groaning beneath the cover awakes the wonder the spell so right
Tell of a truth the stars of splendor overhead bejewel the twisted journey fraught with surprise does not her heart ignite by quiet fire
These our memories soft as blades of grass we pass silently and quickly as fast as the shutter lets in the light we hold yesterday bound
Those we love have the permeate home in our heart and for refreshing thoughts they are viewed on walls and upon tables displayed
We make the most of what we have if only we had keener minds not freezing them know them as free what laughter would resound
We watch unaware the empty unspoken chair rings of bells within each chime the bower keeps the time until reunion in a higher clime
Their held in stillness for now they exude a power a touching swell rushes over us we honor their essence only a tear is right and just
Everything you are or possess or will ever have stems from daddy or mother you are earths promise and truth they always live
Hidden in streams so rare love flows unknown to shores unseen these bright waters flow in both directions they break as joy and trust
Feelings the conduit ever full ever widening magic wonder calls and is answered the touchstone the golden tome is pictures we hold
