Friday, September 17, 2004

Currently Playing Blueprint By Natalie MacMaster see related

Time for bed, but first a poem:
A star’s magnificence
All splendor and light
Shining brightly in the dark
Void of space.
The light radiates for eons
Then in one quick flash
Darkness overwhelms all
The absence of light itself,A black hole.
All that enters disappears
But no one knows where to (why?).
At the other end
New pinpoints of light emerge
Remade stars of radiant
Cleansed light.

Why? Because I felt like it and I want to get back into writing poetry. It is such a lovely way to be completely oneself while loosing yourself in the lyrics all at the same time. Probably does't make sense unless you've dabbled in poetry.

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