Aug 2013
A light flickers in the distance.
The actors assemble.
My mind begins to think deeply.
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A candle flame simmers lightly.
The props are placed.
My heart grows with excitement.
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A fireplace burns brightly.
The lights are lit.
My soul comes alive.
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I become a new man.
A man of Purpose.
A man of Passion.
A man of Life.
A man of Love.
The actors assemble.
My mind begins to think deeply.
-
A candle flame simmers lightly.
The props are placed.
My heart grows with excitement.
-
A fireplace burns brightly.
The lights are lit.
My soul comes alive.
-
-
I become a new man.
A man of Purpose.
A man of Passion.
A man of Life.
A man of Love.
I had this come to me tonight. Not too much thought into it but I figured I would just write and let it go. Not my best piece by far but something I had to get out there.
Wordsworth, William – Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart
Wordsworth, William – Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart
