Friday, October 3, 2008
Rain on Lord Baranof
I woke with the sound of trains and rain. I feel the end of Autumn is here and I look within myself to sense the reaction of my heart as winter steps closer. The shelter of warmth will be transformed into silent snow. I listen to my pulse drumming the pace of life flowing in my veins. I dance and twirl celebrating free spirit. My dreams reveal the depth of the pockets of pain. I'm healing and it's relief to recognize how I've grown. I understand myself and acknowledge that my bravery and passion quell the doubting mind. Thank you Alaska.
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