Passing through

A Poem by Bill

A dream that life

Ends in the moment

Awaken to touch day

Light the end of night

The start of the dream

Energy that is

Thought that could be

Form without mass

Given life not reality

Defined by the life

Ethereal words spoken

Never to be heard

Thoughts unspoken

Create the world

Only you cannot see

© 2008 Bill

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Added on April 7, 2008

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Bill

Springfileld, OR

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I like to write poetry; I would love to actually finish a work of fiction, mostly fantasy, historical fiction, science fiction. Life seems to crowd the stories in my head so that they have a hard tim.. more..