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Kätzchen · 01-15-2012, 12:37 PM

Dearest Diary,

It would seem that I've not had time for you; but I've thought much about you lately in my private domain.

Today, all I have are poetic thoughts: thoughts about natural changes in the environment -and- how it seems like my life personifies, naturally, seasonal change.

When I have more time, I'll be back. But for now, this poem is all I have to give.

Until then,
I’m Yours Faithfully

~~~~~~~~

Beneath the Winter Snow

Every season brings its change:

Spring with its scented rain,
Summer with its incredible sunshine; and
Fall with its leaves of glory, conveying earths strain.

Whilst all previous seasonal changes exemplify change,

Winter gives a promise: the promise of undying hope --
The hope that buried priori will reveal its passionate syrup,
Bubbling in its crucible; dangling by a rope.

Laden in the throws of effervescent primordial epiphany,

Your Star leads me through the darkness of night.
Hallowed by the presence of an eerily shrouded Moon
My eyes dimly see: refractions of your prismatic light.

Buried in my heart of hearts is the seed of Your love:

Encased by coldness, the crucible engenders its glow;
Melting, metaphorical seasonal changes: galvanized
Beneath the Winter Snow.

01-15-2012, 12:37 PM	#29
Kätzchen Member How Do You Identify?: As a Brick House (Femme) Relationship Status: Busy (involved with a special someone here at home) Join Date: May 2010 Location: In a small community Posts: 16,275 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 29,290 Thanked 33,636 Times in 10,728 Posts Rep Power: 21474868	Dearest Diary, It would seem that I've not had time for you; but I've thought much about you lately in my private domain. Today, all I have are poetic thoughts: thoughts about natural changes in the environment -and- how it seems like my life personifies, naturally, seasonal change. When I have more time, I'll be back. But for now, this poem is all I have to give. Until then, I’m Yours Faithfully ~~~~~~~~ *Beneath the Winter Snow* Every season brings its change: Spring with its scented rain, Summer with its incredible sunshine; and Fall with its leaves of glory, conveying earths strain. Whilst all previous seasonal changes exemplify change, Winter gives a promise: the promise of undying hope -- The hope that buried priori will reveal its passionate syrup, Bubbling in its crucible; dangling by a rope. Laden in the throws of effervescent primordial epiphany, Your Star leads me through the darkness of night. Hallowed by the presence of an eerily shrouded Moon My eyes dimly see: refractions of your prismatic light. Buried in my heart of hearts is the seed of Your love: Encased by coldness, the crucible engenders its glow; Melting, metaphorical seasonal changes: galvanized Beneath the Winter Snow. LDS © November 2007 __________________ “The way someone treats you is not a reflection of your worth: It’s a reflection of their emotional capacity,” — Jillian Turecki. ”Without justice, democracy dies,” — Jess Michaels (Epstein survivor). Please join the greater efforts of everyday American’s in boycotting billionaire business and news agencies until all contents of the Epstein Files are revealed and the entire collection of corrupt officials face justice for their Un-American acts endangering us and others globally.