![]() Runs deep...A Poem by An owl on the moon![]() My scars run deep, like a river...![]()
My scars run deep, like a river In the sacred blackness of my soul Even sun drenched shadows Fall dark on my lavender light… What can be done to brighten Days of hopeless rage and pain A hand to hold in silence A gentle kiss of comfort Your promise of forever Is my sunrise…Hides my shame… I will wait for your voice Soft as the scent of vanilla And linger in the light of your shadow Always...
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Added on July 13, 2008Last Updated on October 12, 2009 Author![]() An owl on the moonAbout"There are only four questions of value in life... What is sacred? Of what is the spirit made? What is worth living for.. and what is worth dying for? The answer to each is the same: ONLY .. more..Writing
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