Date: 8/13/2007

Mad Poet 31
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9. About the authors

...when at the horizon I stare;
it's jubilant display of colours
I bring inside me; I become fluent
with a universe that is there

[So. Let your body pull up a chair
~ Sit back into your soul and discover
the magic of the stare!]

I saw a wolf once when I was little...

...grey windows to a peacefull soul; with
fangs that never meant to hurt anyone
and cursed with a love for the moon:
The moon was true to the wolf, but like
a woman she changed the tides, wishing
to drown the grey warrior, leaving him
lost nd dreamless, a lone wanderer,
consumed by his own lust.
Gentle nd loyal he walks the Night
alone ..thinking of a flame he still holds
inside. A lost love, burning and eating
away at his very soul

But it could only be the flame of a
dragon that burns so intently, eternally
inside of him
~The same magic light emanating
from the moon. Lost in spells and in worlds of
his own doing, he searches the night alone.
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