November 22, 2009

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    the runner
    oh the runner
    she appears when
    eye long to escape
    in clouds of smoke

    she whispers too
    of heaven's
    gates
    of how they shine
    washing away
    all the ego
    called
    the moments
    of today
    know
    we will be who
    we are meant
    to be before
    the gaze
    of that witch
    who is so pure
    & benign

    fore those lost
    eye know why
    one would
    hurry
    into such
    lights

    but remember
    that the light is always
    within sight if one
    is willing
    to

    close their eyes
    and remember a life before our own

    ™Deyja of the omens™
    ©K.R.N©