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June 30, 2005
A Glance
The quiet predictability of life
Its everydayness , its comfort,
As the day rushes , taking you to
All it brings within the jest
Of your expectations
The ease of its familiarity
as the day dripps within the
quiet surrender of the sky, the
Movement of the hours, the sun that
shines as it did in days gone by
And the reality of existance
'flowing within you, carrying you
to places you know of
The entire sure footed laws
Of this reality, and the necassety
Of them, that somehow finds us,
And brings us to a halt, and the
ever eluding exaltion of life
And yet there is more
There is always more,
As the perfect stranger
Find you, and whispers Hello.
Posted by Idinraha at June 30, 2005 12:02 PM