| ... May compassion be the force to pierce the darkness. May it feel as cool and refreshing as ocean breezes upon parched lips. May it feel like one's first kiss, shared with the first of souls to return it's delicacy. Gentle it is and almost not a touch, and yet piercing with a love that is somehow not a torment. May compassion be the passing storm that shall explain the rainbow that follows. Darkness need not be at home with only the desperate! It is that which insensitive souls deny. Darkness may ironically be the moment that leads one into "the light".:0], "to see the sky". For instinctual moments of joy carry the desire to return to their esctacy. Only world peace and peaceful interconnection could possibly overshadow that of "compassion" and "moments of love" Freespirit's Poetry and Fun Ship Written By: Freespirit's Poetry and Fun Ship © - All rights reserved Please do not copy or post to any web page without expressed & written permission from the author. |