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Ladyhawke & Time
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If my heart flew away
Would it take magick from today As if my childhood were my past I have reached though far from my grasp A child I was, I am no more I grow with age, many rings near the core. A fair weather witch the trees call to me To sing with stars and roam by sea Every thing a new found mystery to be read In passing I grow gray and seedless, enough said. But in passing the leaves, they cry, bleed To see my tears fall, a tiny deed To pay homage to the land, by giving water No greater love could come but from her daughter. Lungs will bellow and push the last breath And my soul will embrace in old man winter's chest. Spring will bring flowers Bones will be sown along watchtowers But my wings will soar along the waves Where spirit never does reach quite that age. ---This is dedicated to Gaia--- Much love & prosperity, Lynn ------------------ "When you collect the things that embody strength for you,when you put them together, when you open yourself to let each speak, you will know something about the sources of your strength." --Starhawk |
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I am glad you guys liked this. Whenever I feel that time is passing me by quickly, these are the thoughts I have.
Look at what you have and time will stand still. These are things that cannot be taken away from you. I tend to think there is somewhere else we go, but I don't pretend to know. I hope its a nice place. ------------------ "When you collect the things that embody strength for you,when you put them together, when you open yourself to let each speak, you will know something about the sources of your strength." --Starhawk |
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