| | I have forgotten the words to the song in my heart. So long have I been preoccupied with the worries of standing still that I have flew past the moments of life, the moments that should slow down time itself. The thought of standing still, being tied down, grounded to this earth, has terrified me so much that I lived as though I was riding a comet. This made me forget about the richness of the earth, and about being humble. Though I was flying, something many men could only wish to do, I was going in a circle, or an ellipse rather much like a comet. If I truely wished to fly, I first need to learn how to walk. So get ready life, because I'm coming for you. Although I am learning how to walk again, I am still moving, moving toward you. I will gather twenty-two hundred of the most beautiful white lotuses and set them into the river to flow back home to signal my arrival, my return home. And though I have forgotten the words, I will sing the words to the song in my heart.
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| | Posted 2/20/2006 10:10 PM - 22 Views - 2 eProps - 1 Comment
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