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Poetry News Post #2552

Continuation of Collection

Written by: Amalia Windwalker
Date: Tuesday, April 26th, 2005
Addressed to: Chiarn ny Daunse, Scarlatti, the Great Bard


I am but an impression
However slight or small...
I am but just a vapor,
Blowing through you in the hall.

I am but just an echo
Of past and future things..
I'm just a bird who cannot fly
And yet still has its wings.

I am but a vision
Here today, then gone..
I am just a memory
So true, and yet so strong.

I am but a ray of sun
Traveling through space..
I am just the turtle
Who always wins the race.

I am but a symphony
Of harmony and tone..
I am the whisper in the wind,
And the voice you've always known.

I am but just the setting sun...
I am large, and I am small...
I am the darkness in your dreams..
And the light inside us all.

Penned by my hand on the 3rd of Daedalan, in the year 391 AF.


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Poetry News Post #2552

Continuation of Collection

Written by: Amalia Windwalker
Date: Tuesday, April 26th, 2005
Addressed to: Chiarn ny Daunse, Scarlatti, the Great Bard


I am but an impression
However slight or small...
I am but just a vapor,
Blowing through you in the hall.

I am but just an echo
Of past and future things..
I'm just a bird who cannot fly
And yet still has its wings.

I am but a vision
Here today, then gone..
I am just a memory
So true, and yet so strong.

I am but a ray of sun
Traveling through space..
I am just the turtle
Who always wins the race.

I am but a symphony
Of harmony and tone..
I am the whisper in the wind,
And the voice you've always known.

I am but just the setting sun...
I am large, and I am small...
I am the darkness in your dreams..
And the light inside us all.

Penned by my hand on the 3rd of Daedalan, in the year 391 AF.


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