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The New!

true one

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Created on 2008-03-27 05:03:06 (#15243727), last updated 2008-04-17

11 comments received, 10 comments posted

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Name:noo_tru_one
Birthdate:1900-10-31
Location:Antarctica
Bio
I'm unborn.

heaven spilled quick
when the angel’s water broke

splashes of laughter
crashed into each other,
her wings then turned
to sails

the woven clouds
roared and unstitched
as He commanded them
to sink her

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she tossed and threated to turn,
as if the waves were a wrathful mare
galloping through and trampling a dream
she might've had in her shallow beauty sleep

but deep within her lucent skin
she listened to her ocean,

it poured forth,
spilling its way to the edge of the world
in an almost deafening way

it told her that
she was to have no safe passage
but still her smile had roots reaching
into the very rich soil of her soul

with only ears a mother possesses
she heard a little drummer person
heartbeating some of her worry away

this brought forth her laughter again,
and the thunder followed,
trying to speak over the top of her joy

it took her under,
as she rose above
and then the cries of
an infant
erupted into the sky
like sunshine

the Father heard
and lapsed into silence,
ashamed of His voice

the echoes of harsh tones
disintegrated into a painted rainbow of sky
and clouds changed like mood rings
to pacific hues and intimate shapes

a child was held
within a seraph's
arms

the skin was aglow like the mother's,
and
the she,
finding herself on calmer waters,
cleaned the soft down
of her newly born
with three teardrops
of affection

quiet,
the child murmured
a song of hello
to the wearied eyes and
mouth of an angelic face

He watched,
half falling from His Throne,
as He finally got a turn
to witness a real miracle

The science of life
was drained of secrets
that day
and
theories of bad endings
were proven wrong

the volume of this world
turns slowly down
fading like woodwinds,
leaving only
cardiac rhythms
and unsung tomorrows
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