Monday, March 26, 2007

Crushed pieces lay down on the floor.. Stepped over.. Powdered now, with pressure.. Wind blows them away... Far away in time.. Time heals.. A force binds the pieces close together.. Merged finally.. She walks her path, with no wind to inspire.. And time is behind her.. From pieces to peace!


Pebbles said...

People should read this.

Hestia said...

okay.. but its really old..