If rain brings winds of change... Let it rain on us forever...

Sep 14, 2009 11:47

those words play over my soul
again
again
again

i have a shelter from the storm
a inviolate sanctuary
my own personal fairy ring
containing a fine and well formed mushroom at its center
a seat only for me
a calm space

There i can just be
anything
strong, weak, laughing, crying,
just be
me

words paint my world

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