Thursday, November 20, 2008

Life!

Saturday, November 15, 2008

Unforgettable

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Blank

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

losing my religion - R.E.M

Voiceless
She exists.
Yesterday,
she looked
in the mirror.
And was grateful to life
thet he could not see her,
anymore.
She has lost the ability
to distinguish
between the moments for silence
and moments for words.
In silence,
she waits for Messiah
Who will utter the words
that will heal her mind,
her body,
her soul.
The wait seems to extend
To forever.
And hope can't keep up...
-Astarte.

Monday, November 10, 2008

I am left with memory

What will I tell him, I, a Jew of the New Testament,
Waiting two thousand years for the second coming of Jesus?
My broken body will deliver me to his sight
And he will count me among the helpers of death



Saturday, November 8, 2008

Acquainted With The Night

"I have been one acquainted with the night
I have walked out in rain - and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.
I have looked down the saddest city lane."
- Robert Frost.

Acquainted with the Night