As she sits on the horizon standing demanding her dreams are given to her, she laughs in surprise as the light hits her eyes and falls off the end of the world down the rabbit hole from where she came through a haze of smoke and lucid dreams realization sets in. She's flying now and somehow everything is new just like she pictured though totally different her focus shifts to the news white flags are flying high deceiving human nature she spreads her wings and shuts her eyes and drifts further into sleep creeping past the watchmen at the gates of the new dawn her body fades into the shade as her mind sweeps away the doubts about her fears and all the love she never had her fingers stretch as she lets go of eternity in an instant consitant messages of high hopes roam her concience in her space her face is that of the future now as she lives her dying day. The winds they change and truth explains the knowledge that limited her and someone crys a tear of joy at all this madness. In the morning her yawning will signal a change in the world she lives she is all that is grace and bright lights and city nights will take back to the place that she never thought that she would find as long as she would stay.
For Karen
[ 02 September 2002: Message edited by: NeWBoRN ]
For Karen
[ 02 September 2002: Message edited by: NeWBoRN ]
