Child of the Sun

Were we just lost children of the sun?
Loose embers of infinite consciousness
given a piece of time to form
into beings to put a time
on our peace
What secrets were we after?
In the thrill of the moment
what dark secrets did we hide?
The belly of the beast
We built a machine we could not escape
Slowly it crept over us
like a snow drift in the wind
What was our sin?
What made us so out of sync
With the rest of our world?
In it all for the
flight or the fall?
The kill and the love
the fight and the hug
I am just a lost child of the sun
and in the end
who will even remember
my face
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Posted: Sep 2010

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Scholar_Gypsy
Your face doesn't need to be remembered. It's always present now and here. Of course I remember the first time I read something by you in your comment on one of our dearest elder fellows, Rob. Since then I've had your nice face before me. It always takes me to the days Scot FitzGerald wrote his masterpieces, especially his Great Gatsby.
Blizza801
I guess thats just my own vanity...
wanting to be remembered not just in words
but in image...
I love Great Gatsby...great book !!
Earlgreytea
Very profound, loved it, thanks for sharing...
Blizza801
Thank you...I'm glad that you enjoyed it...thanks for reading !!
beautifulyou
this is powerful, Blizz rose
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