Saturday, December 8, 2012

Why does the sun shine so brightly in that orange sky, with no clouds.

 To see what the sun has seen is true knowledge, but only half. Lovers lay in the fields of feelings. They lay there sun on their backs, with their past, looking into each others eyes. One with eyes of shame, the other with eyes of innocence. The houses where they grew up only a short distance away from each other, their lives spent there, there whole worlds just a mile apart. There is a whole world out there Sarah. A whole world in which I never knew of. All this work we have done, to impress all of these people is worth nothing, the moment you realize this, you realize that people don’t care who you are. The sun's best is down, a hot summer day like many, can take its toll on the least of the aristocrats, for the heat for them is on the bill. Animals play for what they do not know is what makes them the young in Lyell’s eyes. All of life doesn’t come with a guarantee and neither does this scene, a scene of scolding and resenting, a scene of forgiving, and emptiness of the past.

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