belle2007–2002 |
dada2002–1999 |
sundance1999–1997 |
frere1997–1995 |
julian1995–1994 |
stone1994–1993 |
24 December 2003
This morning darkness rose again
beneath the blindness of my eyes.
An empty heart, a broken hand,
a lonely world, a fallen sky.
Abandoned, forsaken,
groping, mistaken.
Until impatiently
dawns the third day.
Copyright © 2003 Charles Fry
empty soul when i am an angel Awake. Arise. The morning comes. so we meet again joyeux anniversaire earthly flesh angels descended silently my arms await you openly go wash thyself thrice This morning darkness rose again love lest we be saved at least the tree of life my love for you This icy rain awakes me And at last. And they smiled down upon her