composed @ 1945 hours, Saturday 6 December 2003
Every close is named
Every gloom filled passage
links one world
To another.
Filled with secrets
Filled with lives untold
The lamp that flickers
beneath the external stair.
A world visible, and ye—
Unseen.
ugh, I did that tour and had nightmares for months!!!
I want to go there!
but I don’t like the cold and rain
It didn’t rain… *grins*
Looking at your user icon, I think you must be a sunshine weather god 🙂
I like that!
Thank you! 🙂
Welcome back! You’ve certainly had the muse upon you.
When are we going to see your photos?
When I have sorted through the best one’s, worked my artistic hand over them, and uploaded them to my gallery/journal… *grins*