shannon

Sep 15, 2008 15:05

I’ll turn two mirrors to face each other, seek space and a recipe for more time,
cling to this silence like breath, we live here now, know that it was always with us,
the space between your words.

Listen, the wind is a long      low      tone singing

1.    Live fiercely.
2.    Take nothing for granted.
3.    Love each other,

Shannon, you gave us flight,

and I will walk this world like you showed me with your life and your rhymes,
now poets, if you feel me let me hear you one time …

My drifting ship,
I still believe in anchors.
My heart,
I still believe in God.

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