Sunday, December 16, 2007

The Narratives* | 7

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He loved her…
He chose her…
She did too…

But he had allegiances to something else…


When the feast came…
He sacrificed her…

Slowly her soul left her body… twirling around a lake…
Mystically enchanting with the swans...

Dreams of a distance rotation… echoing inside herself…

A lone…
But “The One” gracing her…
Accepting her sacrificed soul…

The twirling came to a stop…

Her soul is back…
New and healed…

Redemption…

* The Narratives: stories, events, and scenes that happen[ed] inside and around my head…

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