Mornings come down

Tuesday, October 18, 2005




It is times like these that the power of silence over comes me..the need to call out calmed by the wind of listning to who u really are. You give up the words people want to hear, cause u no longer want to say them. Honesty overriding, actions screaming louder. Spaces blown wider, fill up quicker but with a purer sense of peace.

If u've dreamed of a greener world..then why isn't it green already?

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