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More Than We Know

Contributed by lost13 on Sunday, 24th April 2005 @ 12:51:52 PM in AEST
Topic: oops

constantly turning
our world never stops, never ends
the stars glow and shine
lighting the way for any and all
the ocean
calm, peaceful, safe
helping the stranded to return
so essetial to life
but the accomplice of death
the sun warms and sometimes goes to far
while the moon in all its beauty
sits tugging at the tides of water and time
time
always too much
never enough
taking away lives and bringing in more
like waves
pulling themselves in, shoving others back out
light and darkness
time and space
all part of one greater being
all flowing together like the thread of a weaver
a weaver who decides what is to become of our little world
our world that is one of many pieces in this giant puzzle
maybe one day we will know
why of all the colors of her loom
the weaver chose us to be a part of this ultimate plan
for she is the one who makes the stars shine and pulls the tides back
but if God is the one who constantly cries for all we have done to his creation
maybe the weaver will lead us on a different path
a path where winters rage and darkness prevails
untill one day we find the light
and we set forth the buds of a new generation, a new time
where we watch from above and give aid to the weaver
where we dance the tides of time
and paint the ultimate destiny of our world
our world that never stops, and never ends

Copyright © lost13 ... [ 2005-04-24 12:51:52]
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Re: More Than We Know (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Friday, 27th May 2005 @ 01:58:22 PM AEST
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I loved this write. I liked how youu used both sides of things like "so essetial to life but the accomplice of death. That was a really good line.
Looking for more

Keep writing
keep smiling
sweetstranger

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