The Journey Of A Heart Through Time
Mornings are not morning
Unless the heart begins to sing.
And nights are not night
Until it stops to whisper.
Between daylight and darkness,
There is total bliss in the apex.
------- Author's Notes -------
Morning is when the heart begins to beat and night means when it stops, in between means the path we travel through life
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Tarna (220.127.116.11) -- Saturday, June 10 2006, 12:47 am|
...of explaination to me. I completely understood. ;)
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