- Last Record: 2011-09-05 13:00:13 -0600
- Joined: Jul 30, 2011
My mind is a vortex of visual and audio, tidy chaos. Alas, 'tis a wonderful thing to have an outlet for my overly creative mind. Thank You!
Stormy Hill Poem
I climbed up this rainy hill to put my shaky hand upon this tree.
I had felt loss of life and hoped that it would transfer a feeling of life through me.
I didn't quite make it. I was too drained. It was too far...
... but when my soul was ready to look up, I saw my first shooting star.