Tuesday, March 14, 2006

Eternity

The magic of being free
and a part of eternity,
puts a spell on me,
creating new reality,
dancing specks of dust in sunlight,
turns the wrong into the right,
for there's a magic in nature's eyes,
engulfing all of creation in unbound ties.

2 Comments:

At 9:31 PM , Blogger Love you longtime! said...

Nice poem... is it original? :)

 
At 11:26 PM , Blogger T said...

Originated frm the depths of oblivion. yeah, my mind.

 

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