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Oct. 24th, 2002 08:31 pmPenny, penny, what will you give me...?
... I will give to you this moment. No, not this one, that one... oops, there it goes. Through your fingers, through your thoughts, out into ... where? Where do lovely thoughts go?
Sometimes they get caught here. Sometimes they rush by, but come back to play hide-and-seek in my dreams, to whisper secrets that become thoughts in their own right, concept-seeds sprouting and blossoming in the space between blinks while I'm staring, fascinated.
I can't hold a moment. But I'm trying. Can you? Tell me a story, tell me true... tell me the loveliest thing you've seen or heard or touched today. Plant a seed -- the crystal vines and sapphire blossom ones, or the ones with the hint of gold. Maybe some of the ones with the sunlight glowing through stained-glass memories? And when you've done, there's sure to be at least one little story ready to come out of hiding... it's just waiting to be coaxed.
... I will give to you this moment. No, not this one, that one... oops, there it goes. Through your fingers, through your thoughts, out into ... where? Where do lovely thoughts go?
Sometimes they get caught here. Sometimes they rush by, but come back to play hide-and-seek in my dreams, to whisper secrets that become thoughts in their own right, concept-seeds sprouting and blossoming in the space between blinks while I'm staring, fascinated.
I can't hold a moment. But I'm trying. Can you? Tell me a story, tell me true... tell me the loveliest thing you've seen or heard or touched today. Plant a seed -- the crystal vines and sapphire blossom ones, or the ones with the hint of gold. Maybe some of the ones with the sunlight glowing through stained-glass memories? And when you've done, there's sure to be at least one little story ready to come out of hiding... it's just waiting to be coaxed.
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