Guest guest Posted November 20, 2007 Report Share Posted November 20, 2007 Real by Definition Midday, yet twilight overwhelms. Streaking stars and constellations, Praise to the senses. The absolute senses which reach beyond the seen, beyond the perceived trickery of everyday life, and the bold headlines of the evening newspaper. Equal are the numbers of the definitions of real and the number of beings who define it. As so is love; The air and ether. No substance, yet there. Very solid. Very real. Fortunate, highly blessed are those who can connect it to a face, a name. The eternal embrace which laughs at time. Irrelevant. Meaningless. Then there are those like me, who only know it as a sigh. Equal are the numbers of the definitions of destiny... *** Eye to I Good morning, said with sarcasm to the darkness of dawn. Today is the start of the rest of my life. The empty echo from yesterday, and the days, years before. The high noon showdown; Staring face to face with my arch nenesis- the mirror. Always I loose yet continue the repetition. Cattle led to slaughter, unknowingly, and content. Where is the reflection the salesman promised? Ah! Finially a friend. My shadow appears. Unity, comfort at last. The comfort in knowing that on everything, we see eye to I. Randy p.s. after today, the library will be closed for a week. Happy Thanksgiving everyone! Be a better sports nut! Let your teams follow you with Mobile. Try it now. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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