8/6/2006 - Dream

The sound of her voice passed through the trees

                                                                                  Like a whisper in the dark

leaf  and limb embraced her song and called for me

                                                                                              To follow

                                   I thought of fear

                                                           I wept in wonder

                                                                                              I argued with reason

                                               yet I was not confused

                                                                                              As I followed

                        Blinded with clear vision and deafend by near silence

                                   I raised my head

                                                           to look into her eyes

                                                                                              and I was free...

9/5/2006 - Çalışma

9/5/2006 - Saklıbahçe