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Posted by Jai Narayan on January 31, 2004, at 17:49:09
I stand with the candle weeping wax on my hand
the mountain rising into the frigid night air so massive and covered with Oak and Fir trees
The pale yellow moon rising over the gentle arching mass into the sky
Her round gentle face rising as our candles burn to a nub
I turn my chin up as the archic air blowes
We will find you I pray
yes you Bethany and Tina
we will not stop till you rest in the folds of our earth
We have searched the earth and the water for traces of you
I have heard your voices calling from the mountain
The clear piercing tones calling me to attention
How could he have destroyed you both
so thoughtless so uncaring
He claims you have dissapeared
What did he do on that full moon night
I shudder to think
My spirit calls out to you on that mountain
tell us where you are
Sweet Bethany and Tina
We will find you
God help us
we will find you
Posted by fayeroe on January 31, 2004, at 20:57:37
In reply to back to the mountain, posted by Jai Narayan on January 31, 2004, at 17:49:09
Very, very moving.......
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