Deep within my soul is a stone that shines brilliantly. I see its reflection when I see my reflection and when I look into someone dear's eyes. It is a stone, a crystal that is so beautiful that it warms all that touch it. But why do I let this gem be forgotten, why do I lock it in a box and let the sparkle leave me and those around me? Sometimes it takes a look, or a word from a friend; sometimes the moon whispering to me; or the angels that sing to me; or the kitty that purrs against my chin to remind me that that gem should never be locked up.
Monday, June 19, 2006
forgotten gem
Deep within my soul is a stone that shines brilliantly. I see its reflection when I see my reflection and when I look into someone dear's eyes. It is a stone, a crystal that is so beautiful that it warms all that touch it. But why do I let this gem be forgotten, why do I lock it in a box and let the sparkle leave me and those around me? Sometimes it takes a look, or a word from a friend; sometimes the moon whispering to me; or the angels that sing to me; or the kitty that purrs against my chin to remind me that that gem should never be locked up.
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