The daily dime rises from the ashes like the mighty phoenix, and just like the hydra it is, it returns with more heads than were struck down. Behold!
Gabe: http://www.typinghurts.blogspot.com
Todd: http://www.initialdraft.blogspot.com
Steph: http://www.stephonix.wordpress.com
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I'd spent so long in the dark, transfixed by shadow.
Someone brought light to me, and sight to my eyes. I could see in and through the dark. The dark became stifling, I could no longer live there. I ventured into the nighttime world of silver light. Here people reminisced about the shadows and wished to go back.
Thereafter, I couldn't remember the joy of the shadows, and I was called into the world of sunlight, to see with the light of my eyes.
Soon, I will go back and free others from the dark with light, as was done for me.
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Entirely unintentional, but this has a very apropos theme for both the passover and easter holidays we are enjoying right now. And this Super Short Sunday clocked in right at 100 words.
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3 comments:
I was going to go theme-ish too, but you got there first...
again I like it...
that was beautiful. love the descriptions...and the theme. (c:
You truly are a poet ... sometimes.
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