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....her own world....

Weird is the very nice description you would get;
different would definitely be a good one;
metaphoric would make it to the top ten list;
but a thorned-rose best describes this blog.

Disclaimer: (Art above is not mine)
This blog might be a bit depressing for some, emotions might be stirred, feelings affected, questions left unanswered, etc. Viewer discretion is advised.... If you don't like what you see, don't comment. Just close the tab and it won't bother you anymore. :)
Mi

29 Mar 2008

Free Spirit 2

Have you ever seen her?
She runs wild with the wind,
Has no cares in the world.
Her form ever so fascinating,
her beauty, a thing of delight.
She bows to no one,
And forms bonds alone.
She is not tamable,
You simply must choose to take her on her own terms.
She runs,
Free of all burdens.
She runs, and she loves it.
I watch her, and I wish.
I wish for what she is,
I wish for what I could be.
For sometimes, it feels as though I have broken free from this cage.
But then when i try to move far,
I realize it is simply but a leash.
Ai, it is long enough that I may wonder,
But not enough to set me free.
So once again I sit and stare,
I wish and wonder.
Once again I am drawn, mesmerized and given a breath of fresh air.
As I behold what is possible, what can be,
And my hope's flame remains ablaze.
Have you ever seen her?
The Mustang,
She runs free and wild,
The wind is her sole companion,
The west her home.

Free Spirit

I want to run,
Run away from here.
To where?
I never know.

I want to run,
Run free with the wind,
To have the air blowing in my face,
And have no worries in life.

I want to run,
To a place where the birds sing freely,
A place where they sing together,
And where their melody brings peace and joy.

13 Mar 2008

...that la la...

Some people think I am either crazy or simply live in a dream world, because I believe in happily ever afters. I don't know if I agree with them, or if I don't. Doesn't matter.

I believe in music, and I believe it is a way to tell a story.
I believe every song, every lyric is a string, which connects us all to things.
I believe music is the sound and voice of the soul.
I believe music is the most powerful thing there is, and it can either strengthen you, or destroy you.
I believe everyone has a music in them, and all some need is a little boost to get it out and flowing.
I believe everything has its own music,
I believe everything beautiful has its own music.
I believe that music is the only medicine for the heart.
I believe that music is the magic of life.