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My mind is wrapped around an idea that has yet to formulate, solidly. This requires a leap of faith instead of absolute information…and that is an unfamiliar place for this heart to reside.

Posted By LunarStandstill On 05.30.2010 @ 7:36 am

As Lot’s wife fled from the scene, alas a pillar of salt did she morph into….ah, but if we look closely we see the analogy in all that we turn our backs to, knowing well where that shall take us in the end. Not to up on the bible but it struck my fancy today that perhaps Lot’s wife had it right!

Posted By LunarStandstill On 05.27.2010 @ 8:21 am

The cymbals clash in tunderous reverberation and the band played on and on. An echo of times gone by in shadow symphony I recall the days of hearing the clash of the cymbal meant a sunday afternoon, on the high chapparal of my youth.

Posted By LunarStandstill On 05.24.2010 @ 3:32 pm

I awakened to a bright lantern reflection in my eyes. Hooded, I peered across the room to see who was awakening me. It is the lover of my night life…the man of my dreams. Why does he visit me in the nocturne and depart at dawn’s light?

Posted By LunarStandstill On 05.22.2010 @ 6:44 pm

In the early months of spring, a kite soars over the tightly strung electric wires, as the sky beckons to those grounded. A sense of freedom the wind brings to us earth bound beings, who know only how to soar with the kite as extension of self into the wild blue yonder.

Posted By LunarStandstill On 05.21.2010 @ 8:41 am