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Meditating in Darkness
Glow of gliding trains
 Illuminate your dark paths
 Silent Wanderers
 
 Ghosts who fall in love
 A thousand times, without end
 Warm transparency
 
 Meditate until
 Orbs of light are gathering
 In the nighttime woods
 
 Ancient neighborhood
 Of spirit houses, built near
 The most sacred trees
 
 Unfold your palm, child
 The Blessing of a Lotus
 Is your open heart

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You mentioned below that you were on a search for your true name. Have you found it yet?
A pretty dream you'd make, then. :)
I certainly hope you find your gentleman.
That which is easily broken is not always easily mended, but perhaps it will turn into something else? Look at a flower petal. It can tear so easily, but when it's lost in the dirt, it is mixed into the Earth until it becomes a part of a new flower.
The people I talk to in person aren't as permissive of change as Teeninkers.
Thanks! I guess my name changes so often because I haven't been able to find my one true name, if I have even have one. Until I do, I'll be content to be Light or Bird or Spirit or whatever I choose.
Ah, gotta admire the hopeless romantics. They are where the fragile but precious substance of humanity is often stored.
I do try my utmost to be polite to the ladies. ;)
Cool shoes! I'll check that out.
Stuff like that is real in its own way, I guess.
I don't change my name; my name changes, I only acknowledge it whenever it does. 'Esprit' is a French name, apparently, meaning Spirit.
Being old-fashioned is nice; it puts us at roots with our past, and at the same time, leaves us comfortable in the present.
 
And all of this breathing, and all of this heart-silence shall take place when the Sun is on the other side of the Earth. It's not the shadows that I love, but the stillness and the quiet, for they illuminate what the light does not.