RaenaFury's blog: "The Whimsical Webs Of Raena"

" Lucid Thought" Current mood: thoughtful So many things, go through my mind. Wondering if... I'll have the time. To make my silken, wings fly free. To look in the mirror, and love who I see. Of words upon the written page, that's speaks of love sublime. Take us back somewhere , someway through mystic space and time. fear and regret, doubt and rage. I cleanse my soul, with sacred sage. I miss the way, that she loved lace. I'm so afraid that, I'll forget her face. Of never really taking, that one and only chance. So many things I would have done, to change that circumstance. Tombstone rubbings, in new fallen rain. Not cold enough to, take my pain. Introspection, subjection, ripped through to the bone. Tears fall from my eyes, as I touch her stone. Charcoaled fingers, rub out her name. I drop to my knees, pray I'll stay sane. " Please take this pain, and give me light. Give me your strength, to help me fight. Watch over you brother, and sisters for me. I miss you so much, it's been an eternity. Keep them safe, from harm and bane. As the moon waxes , and as she wanes. Twenty Four years have come and gone, I still remember the days... That the doctor laid you in my arms, and the day you passed away. Of struggling for hope, through driving rain. Even though my heart's, filled with pain. Please help me, to make the right choice. Let my writing , be my voice. I want a life, not a glamorous one. But to be reguarded, when my life is done. I want a house in the hills, with pastures of green. For my horses to run, wild and free. A hedge maze of cherries, that I grow and sell. Make Cherry Bark tincture, to make the ill well. A beautiful garden, with a little brook. and a bench where, I could sit and read a book." I sit down in the earth, of Carolyn's grave. "I would have given my life, for yours to be saved." The wind changes , and time goes on. I can hear her laugh, and singing a song. I rise to my feet, and brush off the dust. I keep on living, because I must. Written By: Ruth Anna Brown-Weems Copy Right, All Rights Reserved October 23, 2006