Voices echo, They stand unknowing. Gold shimmers, silhouettes Voices laugh Cries fill the air Life, Death, Joy, Pain. They stand unknowing. Silver gleams Shimmershines over all. Stark and shining, They yet stand.
Time passes, Under the blue And the glitter of lights, They fall and return.
The living green. . Michelle Bailey 1996 . . That being the second my eyes first lay upon you. Yet somehow I guess you knew. . Years passed, and by fate we met again.