Blue Sun Room FILK - FILK
I stood there and felt the breeze
The movement in the air
I smelled the freshness of life
I smelled the new day
I gazed upon beauty
Of the grass and field
The surf and stone
Of creature and man
I listened to the softness
To the light movements
To the breeze itself
My own heart beat
Breath in the life around me
Breath out again
Away from me
Comments
Friday, 02 June 2006 02:00
Ooohhhh all the good imagery building up to heartbreak. Seems to be how it always is.
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