Touched In The Darkness
By sidewinder
Touched in the dreams of the night, Circles met around a campfire where those feel the rhythm, Silver dreams hidden in shadows openly reach a miracle, Silence in desperate whispers, Wisdom told in tales, Perspective defined in an ember of time crossing those dark paths which some fear to tread, Yet in that passing.... that journey was meant to be solitary in the coming, Delicate in that vision, But the coarse is set, And what shall be..... Shall be, But an impulse of frankness remains humor in someone's else's eyes. Nov. 10, 2000 Written January 11th, 2002 © on Jun 03 2002 09:06 PM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn other
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"Touched in the dreams of the night,..."