| Little Glitters
The exit was young, the entrance was old. Three dark smiles clutch at shadows in a land of new moon and whisper heavy clouds are plummeting all over the place! Time�s grace takes hold of a hand that once held promise. Scores of balloons released to navigate their way out from the stings of haunting, from the need for air When light forsook dusk, little glitters lingered in the hearts of children And what remains is a sparkle in the eye of a child, who sees only trees in evergreen and open roads, blind to folly; seizing faith in wishes to bolster a colossal, jaded heart. And dreams, timeless and tethered lead them on. shalome 2007 � |