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The Hermit |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA 
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Susan....I am working on the Rain/Ocean/Romance thing....here....enjoy this...all of you.. I hope you like it...it is very touching Deep in the high woods, amongst the trees, a hermit lives. A man known little by most, except for one very special friend. This friend, born the same month, shared many common thoughts. Like the hermit, the friend was very mystical and emotional inside. Only difference, the hermit seldom showed feelings, The friend, a woman of almost the same age, visited often, Relishing the moments of tender reflection with this recluse. For years she wondered why he lived there, why he seldom spoke. After time, trust, occasional companionship, she learned much. She learned compassion from a compassionate man. She learned kinship from one who shared common thoughts. She learned trust, for both had many similar feelings. She learned the beauty of feeling whole, like a woman. They spent many years visiting each other from time to time. Always laughing and smiling as each spoke, told a joke. Never sharing true intimate love, just the bonding love of friendship. Never approaching the other in a way that cast doubt of sincerity. Then one day, she came to see him...sensing some wrong had occurred. Feeling the uneasiness in the pit of her stomach as she entered the cabin. A woman’s second sense telling her that something was terribly wrong. The cabin had been ransacked, the hermit was gone, no trace of him. The woman, sad, shocked, standing in disbelief of what she saw. Crying, wondering why her friend was no longer there. Walking through the mess, picking through pieces, a tattered note. Written in the most beautiful penmanship, she wept as she read... “Dearest Light of My Life, I have left, gone far away from my fear. far from hidden feelings of one so dear. For I have loved so deeply once before Another woman, my dearest Lenore. She gave me her heart, her very soul She gave me her only lifelong goal She gave me my warm smiles and tears She gave me the best of her short years. You gave me dreams, happy nights. You gave me starlit evening lights You gave me honesty, and trust. I, with my fears driving sadly must..... Must say goodbye for I am afraid of loving, having and holding, fearing that I will lose... Lose another lady.....like my dearest Lenore.... You will remain alive in my heart. Never forgotten, always cherished, held close. I will share your dreams, your starlit nights. Share them in my soul, with my Lenore. |
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SEA 
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since 2000-01-18
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 You made me cry now if you'll excuse me, I have a phone call to make...... |
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Tiersdin Member Elite
since 2000-11-17
Posts 2364east coast |
A story to treasure always! lovely! *smiles* ~Tier |
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SEA
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Gee Susan....I hate when people are sad... But I felt so compelled to write this. A situation in my life took me to it... Similar only in a way I cannot explain.... Just feelings.....only that. |
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SEA
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since 2000-01-18
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explanations aren't needed....the words were felt |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Tier, this was an emotional write for me. Still is, even now. I wrote this months ago. Just a lot of feelings. thanx... |
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