Friday, June 13, 2008
They move on beams of never-ending light
These sounds surround me like a castle and I am unassailable. I stand on the highest turret and take in the scene surreal. Colors and lights and horizons. My eyes are closed but I can see them swirling around in a constant motion of melody and syncopation that is the meaning in me.
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