In some ways, music is like love gone the right way. Thank you, Ted. Love and peace,
Regis
Reviewed by blue soplain (Reader)
Reviewed on April 12, 2008
...and yet music cna break a mind; a huanted thing sometimes. .. mind and muse.ic both. .. . loved the inky suggetion, the dark searching the light for answers. .. for faith, for comfort, for a space where we all can BEli.eve. .
purity forms among the quiestest places. .. between two loves, between the beginning of night and day. ..when the moon is out while the sun is rising. .. counter opposites, polarities, dualities. . .. and the music that is STr.etched between the symbiosis. ..
like words on a pillow in the morning, leftover from the midnight mass. . .. music drifting in through the w.in.dows of the soul .. .
loverly
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Blessings,
~Gwendolyn
Regis
purity forms among the quiestest places. .. between two loves, between the beginning of night and day. ..when the moon is out while the sun is rising. .. counter opposites, polarities, dualities. . .. and the music that is STr.etched between the symbiosis. ..
like words on a pillow in the morning, leftover from the midnight mass. . .. music drifting in through the w.in.dows of the soul .. .
loverly
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Love,
Susan
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D