Friday, December 22, 2006

Winter Night



The ancient songs move under a darkened winter sky, heavy with grief mingled with destiny; for the tears of previous generations bring the promise of new lives growing up from the frozen earth. And when the spring comes again and showers the land with warmth, the shadow of our pain will water the green grass and make flowers bloom upon the fields of the heart.

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