Ravendancer
April 2nd, 2005, 10:21 PM
Wind blowing through my bein. My arms stretched out above my body, eyes closed. I hear the Ravens calling to me. As I light a single candle for the Pope. My soul is on fire, as I see that the world has lost a strong man. The burning is for the happiness that he must feel. And for the sadness this world will feel.
Such a strong bein.
Though I am not of your faith. I honor the changes you made for us all. Your passion will rise through those you have been a teacher too.
*a single tear falls down my face, as I watch it fall onto Mother Earth*
May your passing be easy my friend. May there be understanding for the different faiths.
I honor you.
Kneeling down, I hold my hands out. And watch the candle flicker in the darkness of the shadows.
Such a strong bein.
Though I am not of your faith. I honor the changes you made for us all. Your passion will rise through those you have been a teacher too.
*a single tear falls down my face, as I watch it fall onto Mother Earth*
May your passing be easy my friend. May there be understanding for the different faiths.
I honor you.
Kneeling down, I hold my hands out. And watch the candle flicker in the darkness of the shadows.