In order for Eternity
I tried to write you down
But joy cannot be trapped in page
Nor harmony be bound
If all that was remembered
Soon becomes forgot
At least i have still a smile
A sweetened Silence-
thought
in order for enternity
More by Cynder Malin-Stremlau
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At first a sense upon her brow
Perhaps the shadows grow
The unlike scent upon the air
Of orange brown, of Gold
All at once does dance the wind
Her whispers are enough
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ah- it is the sun in the hemlock grove
ah-
it is the sun in the hemlock grove
it is the summer breeze
it is the sunlight that filters through
these great and solemn trees
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Night
Night
In the darkness, trouble stirs
Whispers louder grow
Trains howl into the night
Below boards, breath is slow
Ignorance begets complacency
Indifference boils down to hate
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