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Ten minutes in heaven, What would to do. Have cupid sing, Especially for you. Nine minutes in heaven, What is there to choose. Have a chat to God; What's there to lose.
I've lived life to its fullest, I'm not afraid to die, And when my time approaches, I know I will not cry.
I don't fear death. I've long since accepted my mortality.
Looking up so high. The moon a hanging crescent glowing so bright. Stars blanket the dark night and light the sky. Counting stars lost in time. Watching them sparkle & shine.
Sitting in my garden at the closing of the day. A fly nearing the end of its life cycle passes by my way. Alone bar nature's presence, my mind wanders peacefully.
✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ Lying on a hill, It's midnight, All is quiet, All is dark, No cars, No people, Just me myself and I..... Im Lying there....
What will happen when everything there is to write is written. And everything there is to sing is sung. What will happen when everything there is to do is done. And everything there is to say is said.
#household Spare me a prayer to your lord, By voice, letter or song and cord, Think of me over breakfast, Please, be my generous guest, Send out those electric pulses, Your positive thoughts and...
I haven't seen the stars for such a long time. Is it because of the clouds they are hiding behind. Or are they to shy to be in the sky. In a months like July. I want to see them and just stare.
Kneeling, keening softly, pleas In her own Gethsemane Tucked away, hardly seen In streets so tough and cold and mean, A little plot in St. Mary's lap.
@naaviie improv challenge What is this driftwood for.
Come and dance... Under the stars. Come and share... What's ours. Come and make... A stand. Come and hold... My hand. Come and walk... Your path. Come and have... A laugh. Come and get... A chance.
Tell me a story. I won't get scared don't worry. As we are sitting near the fire. Tell me a story I could admire. The sun is going down. I wish this I could draw. The colors are many and nice.
Not having to speak to someone Not having to stare into their cold eyes and listen to their useless talk.
There's something really quite beautiful about the sky tonight. It's dark, but not black: a deep, deep blue. Stars are dotted about it.
I look outside the window, And stare into the sky. I hope this is the landscape, Around me when I die. The stars light up the whole night, Breaking through the clouds.
I wonder what would happen if the sky were painted green Would it be the finest spectacle you'd ever seen I wonder if a dog walked backwards waggling its head Would it ever find its way into its cosy...
Here I sit alone. Away from the world. Sitting in the wind as I wait for it to stop. And when it finally does, I lay in beautiful sunlight alone. Birds are chirping in the early morning of the day.
The deep mystery of the night surrounds us. Many people have written, explored and even tried to explain the night in science but I don't think the night can be explained in any possible way.