......Let me stay,
where the wind will whisper to me
where the raindrops as they're falling
tell a story......
~Evanescence
Within the heavy mists of life and the darkness in which we often find ourselves, there is one ray of light, a single grain of golden fire which can illuminate what lies beyond and most importantly, what lies within... This ever-burning flame is known of as the Imagination. From this flame can burst forth burning sparks of art and of literature, of dreams and of intellect. Through these sparks we can perceive ourselves and what lies within.
...I was born in the United States in April of 1986 and as of now I am a student pursuing the field of medicine; yet it is my utmost pleasure to find refuge in the realm of poetry and of art, though I consider myself neither a poet nor an artist. However I welcome all to view my works and to share my realm...
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Comments (3)
TallPockets
Lovely sentiments and words. At my age, I am just happy to have hair. No matter 'thy' color. WINK.
Wolfspirit
I heard music, beautiful this is, smooth, easy to read, adore it. Thanks for sharing.
hanevi
:) After a long absence... this was a cool, easy read on a hot, dusty afternoon. Good to see more of your writing.