Soaring In Time
By sidewinder
Soaring in time where a face smiles touching the shadow in the wind, Whispered in rhythms, A quiet memory that seems to hold forever, Reflecting a mood that touches an essence of rebirth, Glimpses of dreams that reveal answers to ourselves, Silhouettes that rise a step at a time, Seeking the twilight of a lost vision where a heart mirrors within itself and the battle continues sustain the melody of awareness. March 14, 1999 Written April 18th, 2002 © on Apr 18 2002 07:10 AM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn 0 • 10
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"Soaring in time..."