Let the clouds of yesterday dissolve
in the sun of tomorrow's dawn
obliged to shine through the mist
in search of heaven's grain of
sand in the sea of sorrows
bowing low in rivers of reminiscence
I see the white-washed face of dream
in my own reflection
only to be tattered by the
scattered scorn of winter's prison

Hey peeps!

Camp photos are up,
check out the link in "My Galleries"
Enjoy!

And thanks for your birthday wishes and pressies,
God bless y'all! Muacks.

Heaven and hell made a wager
and the battle is on earth