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The light shimmers,
the air shivers,
music breaks the glow of hidden fires,
sounds enter her, leave in wide eyes,
trees stand tall,
fireflys whirling,
and a simmering tension lies under
deadly yet not threatening,
and she walks forwards,
looking at the grass, so
precious, so sacred,
and the leaves, weaved in golden
fire
and she listens, to the strains of whistful
feeling, to the surreal ideal of this place,
and she sits down, on a dead being,
a tree,
cut,
from the fold, and tossed into the centre,
amid the fogs of ecstacy and confusion,
and she lies, in the centre,
and the beauty enters her, as she cries
in pure bliss, at the unsettling nature
that lives in impossibility around her,
in this place,
where the fireflys glow,
and she leaves,
with a meaning
a purpose,
of knowing that life loves,
in that place, where the air shivers,
and the light shimmers,
amid tall trees,
in the place.
the air shivers,
music breaks the glow of hidden fires,
sounds enter her, leave in wide eyes,
trees stand tall,
fireflys whirling,
and a simmering tension lies under
deadly yet not threatening,
and she walks forwards,
looking at the grass, so
precious, so sacred,
and the leaves, weaved in golden
fire
and she listens, to the strains of whistful
feeling, to the surreal ideal of this place,
and she sits down, on a dead being,
a tree,
cut,
from the fold, and tossed into the centre,
amid the fogs of ecstacy and confusion,
and she lies, in the centre,
and the beauty enters her, as she cries
in pure bliss, at the unsettling nature
that lives in impossibility around her,
in this place,
where the fireflys glow,
and she leaves,
with a meaning
a purpose,
of knowing that life loves,
in that place, where the air shivers,
and the light shimmers,
amid tall trees,
in the place.
Er (just moving this topic up in importance due to that controversial reply)
Anyway.
Listen to the start of Venice Queen on By The Way (the first 2.30 minutes)
and try to put that section to this poem....
Ahhh......
:)
Anyway.
Listen to the start of Venice Queen on By The Way (the first 2.30 minutes)
and try to put that section to this poem....
Ahhh......
:)
deeeeeeeeeeeeeep. too deep for this place
The light shimmers,
the air shivers,
music breaks the glow of hidden fires,
sounds enter her, leave in wide eyes,
trees stand tall,
fireflys whirling,
and a simmering tension lies under
deadly yet not threatening,
and she walks forwards,
looking at the grass, so
precious, so sacred,
and the leaves, weaved in golden
fire
and she listens, to the strains of whistful
feeling, to the surreal ideal of this place,
and she sits down, on a dead being,
a tree,
cut,
from the fold, and tossed into the centre,
amid the fogs of ecstacy and confusion,
and she lies, in the centre,
and the beauty enters her, as she cries
in pure bliss, at the unsettling nature
that lives in impossibility around her,
in this place,
where the fireflys glow,
and she leaves,
with a meaning
a purpose,
of knowing that life loves,
in that place, where the air shivers,
and the light shimmers,
amid tall trees,
in the place.
the air shivers,
music breaks the glow of hidden fires,
sounds enter her, leave in wide eyes,
trees stand tall,
fireflys whirling,
and a simmering tension lies under
deadly yet not threatening,
and she walks forwards,
looking at the grass, so
precious, so sacred,
and the leaves, weaved in golden
fire
and she listens, to the strains of whistful
feeling, to the surreal ideal of this place,
and she sits down, on a dead being,
a tree,
cut,
from the fold, and tossed into the centre,
amid the fogs of ecstacy and confusion,
and she lies, in the centre,
and the beauty enters her, as she cries
in pure bliss, at the unsettling nature
that lives in impossibility around her,
in this place,
where the fireflys glow,
and she leaves,
with a meaning
a purpose,
of knowing that life loves,
in that place, where the air shivers,
and the light shimmers,
amid tall trees,
in the place.