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[SixApes]

I would like to tell everyone how much I enjoyed their writings. I've a profound passion for writen word and spoken pleasures. You've all writen beautifully. Heres my little bit. I've added a word cound in front of each paragraph.... wonderfull idea for a thread! I look forward to reading more from others.

Sleeping with the Earth

61 Rest no more, but sleep forever beneath me. Close your lids; Kiss the morning light and the things it grows goodbye. Hushed are the praises of morning birds within his ear. Thier songs can not breach the silence within, nor can their shape be seen. But can their shape be remembered? Can their song somehow remain within the dark that conquered?
40 A tree grows above the silent slumber of him that sleeps below. It gives its shade out of ignorance, but its hosts need for it has gone. No shade or refuge from the worms that stalk; he who sleeps alone.
49 Time progresses; things die and grow. The bird that once sang its song, rests with the man that sleeps below. And all of the earth is quite, waiting for what may come. It turns in space engaged in silent dance with its sister stars. In darkness, it too sleeps alone.