this was winter
death looks down
the color of the hills
there is a gate
he will climb over that with his treasure
it will be dark then
he does not disturb the silence.
lying still, always facing the constant motion.
(wow)
Linda Gregg
All of it singing.
Saturday, December 06, 2008
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