Eternity

An eternity later, they look at themselves from the white boat. When the Nameless one arrives, he is visibly shaken. His route through eternity was dark and disturbing, and certainly it was not the same route that Le Petit Prince traveled. Just as he lost himself to the tranference, the Man With No Name could hear the soft sounds around him distill into a sinister sine wave, modulating and quivering.



Clouds in passing Moon in numerous forms Colors of sunset never lasting Seagull's flight through storms Sunshine dancing to rest on ocean's face Moments of winds always passing Lights afar glistening their grace. Let thier owners soul be known themselves as time captures forbidden quest of dignity casting sins to ocean's rest its bottom shells As if feavered by souls ravaging any memory The loss of what was,not ever again to be Creating the Tempest to punish men with no name justify no value bring communion with eternity Alarming the world of human shame. 05-19-1997 2:58 AM Vandarella@aol.com (Vandie Gervais)

---

Add to this page or start a new one (send images too).
Your e-mail and name:

---