razormuse

razormuse

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I'm living on the edge

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Bliss, NC
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Angels lie Angels lie

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About Me

Writing is my passion, my release, my savior. I have not written in awhile..to many distractions in every day life. I miss it & thanks to someone who just gave a review, I think I feel my Muse calling me again. I go to the dark side a lot..not because I am un happy but because I am very happy. To me, I balance out by being happy in life & dreadful in expression..it works for me.


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Posted 15 Years Ago


PRAYER OF THE SINGER

(Mexican)

IN THE place of tears, I, the singer, watch my flowers, they enthrall my spirit as I walk alone with them--My spirit sad amid the flowers.

In this spot where the herbage is as sweet ointment, and green as the turquoise and emerald, I dream of a song of beauty while the blossoms of beauty are in my hand!

Let us rejoice now, O friends! O children! For the life of the earth-born is not long upon earth.

I now go forth in swiftness--to the sweet songs I go forth--to the flowers of fragrance, O friends! O children!

O h�! I sang aloud, O h�! I rained song blossoms as I sped!

Let us go forth to the four ways! I, the singer, shall find and bring forth the flowers. Let us be glad while we live--hark to my song of joy!

I, the poet, cry out a song for a place of joy--a radiant song which descends to the Underworld, and there turns and echoes back to you!

I seek neither vestments or riches, O friends! O children! but a song for a place of joy!
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