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Come Soon, Dark
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Come Soon, Dark |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart 
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Come Soon, Dark All days begin early, only some will greet green moments before the rise; some will have a visual of our sun, intensifying… but so many miss this, though not I. I wait for sun to shed herself of yesterday, taking me into her dawn, and more. There are good days, and some days where one might wish they could just *poof* into oblivion, when things moved too fast for a moment’s notice; and all things came at one so rapidly, that we wonder, did we even breathe? Come, soon, dark… for I do not intend to wish my days away, no, no, I do not want time to slip through my fingers like air through my hair, tussled and mussed, with no consequence… nor do I want time to stand still… but some nights, some nights… there is the comfort of dark…shadows that feel warm, moments of reflections, inspection…but somehow? Never rejection. Never rejection… Oh, come, soon, dark… Come greet me with twilight, and highlight the memories of my moments of this day, find in them the good of me, stroke well the thoughts I should keep, help me dismiss those that would ulcer my mind. Oh, come soon, dark… Come to me, Hypnos, then, I beg, send Morpheus’ arms to hold me, allow him to image my walking dreams into those times that would let me greet morrow’s sun with a nod of understanding, a beatific smile, a full heart. Come, dark…bring shadows of warmth, take me into morrow’s light. Karilea - if I whisper, will you listen? Keeping in mind, I must stand close... |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
feeling every word of this one lady..... and loving it.... |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Yes, there are evenings when I wish for the darkness and peace as well... I know exactly what you mean, especially after a very busy day when you don't remember stopping to breathe. Hugs Hip-Sis. ~Autumn..the year's last, loveliest smile.~ |
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NewEnglandlazurlu Member Rara Avis
since 2002-01-04
Posts 7470A Mountain Paradise |
Karilea, this piece is for all of us to enjoy each moment and a lesson to calm down. Many a time I've wanted to go 'poof.' Huggles, Marti |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Karilea "but so many miss this, though not I. I wait for sun to shed herself of yesterday, taking me into her dawn, and more." Each new dawn is a new beginning, and yet the peace and rest of dark, in shadow's hold is what makes the new day brighter. Love the beauty of your words and thoughts, as always, sis!  |
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Skyfire 
since 2000-12-27
Posts 3381Riding |
everything I've read from you echoes exactly how I feel about the chabging seasons. Thank you  and then He created the horse... |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
to understand and believe, submital and acceptance...of what is, patiently waiting for those wondrous moments to paint themselves across our souls....yeilding the deep green grasses of flow This is what you've inspired this morning continual motion coaxing us to join her journey...lovely write |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
you...you talkin to me? sometimes it is cool to be called Dark.. hehe...anyway, enjoyed this ms sun |
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James_A_Fraser Senior Member
since 2003-09-03
Posts 972Out Making Anticlines |
Soon....one of my favorite words -- at least, when it comes true.... You create just the right feeling, of movement and anticipation. |
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kayjay Member Elite
since 2002-06-24
Posts 2015Oregon |
"There are good days, and some days where one might wish they could just *poof* into oblivion, when things moved too fast for a moment’s notice; and all things came at one so rapidly, that we wonder, did we even breathe? This reflects so many days that are here and gone before we know it. But yes, the peace of night has its own draw. Well said. KJ Through rubble and trouble and dark of night |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
There are good days, and some days where one might wish they could just *poof* into oblivion, when things moved too fast for a moment’s notice; and all things came at one so rapidly, that we wonder, did we even breathe? You know Karilea, I am one of those who some days can't wait for night to fall and then when it is night, can't wait for the sun to rise...and yet I am standing still... sighing~~ M |
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Susan Member Ascendant
since 2004-03-27
Posts 5104walking the surreal |
Oooooh - one of my favorites! SusanHappiness isn't something that happens to you, it's created from within you. Joy is a state of mind. |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Dang! You are too good at this, making me hold my breath briefly...and then letting it out slowly, savoring a moment of words that have blessed my mind.... Thank You Sun...for this and all you give us... |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
There are good days, and some days where one might wish they could just *poof* into oblivion, when things moved too fast for a moment’s notice; and all things came at one so rapidly, that we wonder, did we even breathe? Come, soon, dark… for I do not intend to wish my days away, no, no, I do not want time to slip through my fingers like air through my hair, tussled and mussed, with no consequence… nor do I want time to stand still… but some nights, some nights… there is the comfort of dark…shadows that feel warm, moments of reflections, inspection…but somehow? Oh, lady... I can get lost in words like this... and care not one whit for finding the way out. *S* Excellent write! |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
kayjay and I latched onto the same stanza... There are good days, and some days where one might wish they could just *poof* into oblivion, when things moved too fast for a moment’s notice; and all things came at one so rapidly, that we wonder, did we even breathe? but I have to say, too, that there are some nights it is important for me to remember and believe that "joy comes in the morning as His mercy is new." Otherwise the pain in the darkness and the unknown would be too great. Whether on the shoal or on the shore, |
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