

Disturbed TranquilityI entreat to the goddess of disturbed tranquility So I may gaze beyond reason to unearth a lost oasis Past the vicious harmony of my now ruptured soul I want to wholly lose myself in her violent detritus And drink from the well of her embittered verisimilitude. So that I may engross the true visage hidden behind her eyes To finally understand the concealed truth held deep within For a seemingly alienated and derisive consciousnessDisturbed Tranquility


Hope is not a morning doveI lay down by the cool meadow At the dawn of summers night I feel again the sense of loss Like snow that whispers about I love this hour of wind and light Lavender clouds swirl above My heart retreats into seclusion Darkness shrouds a god like flame Plummeting deep beside the earth Hope is not a morning dove Nor the coming of daybreak Death will find a waiting embrace No more to cry a loss has fallen Heaven rests a breath awayHope is not a morning dove


Driven to Curse GodThere are no prospects of a better past Only the dawn and the following night Damned to forever remember all that; What I want, I need to forget the most I am colored with no expectations Ensnared in a stranglehold, Suffering a kind of baptism While driven to curse God Been witness the unspeakable Death with all its certainty What terrible demand of the soul To find the core of its meaning With no foreseeable revenge No expectation of a better past Only the dark that follows lightDriven to Curse God


Brevity of LifeGently now the light of day descends into the silence of the landBrevity of Life
While Heaven lifts the pale moon in a cloth laid of surly white
An anarchic wind creates a butterfly of a falling laurel leaf
But, even with the brevity of life in its hopeless flight
Still against all odds and fate it struggles to stay aloft
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Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in getting up every time we do.
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2008 - Year of the frog!
Liz
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A love divine to call my own, my precious gift from the Lord reigning between space and time and thought, watch as the happiness takes the reigns of our lives, leading us together in beautiful ways
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Protect and conserve nature through education,
Teach all who ask,Lead by example...
Clubs I'm a member of and support;
=wildlifephotography
~naturephotographer
=Insect-Lovers-Club
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I know the pieces fit
'Cause I watched them fall away- Schism
Thank you so much <33
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LIVELOVENJOY <3
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