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Your grace has warmed my very soul I write with the thoughts of my heart alight Within your mind lies stories so untold Never have my eyes gazed on such a sight Your dress shined with the great heavenly light Your words pulsed the sky with your honest mind I felt the power of the titan's might As I drank the fuel of your heart so kind And with great fire, decided to find The path to follow and last forever Without placing our hearts in endless bind For that only leads to endless sever I shall never expect nor conspire Rather only act on angel's fire

The rain began to pour. Simon was just walking out of his university when the rain started.  It wasn't an event that he didn't expect; he lived in Seattle, and therefore was quite used to the frequency of the autumn rain.  The rain also helped to illuminate the light cast from the seemingly endless array of street lights placed on his route home, which was an effect Simon found relaxing on his walk.  Although it was only late-afternoon, the night sky was already beginning its daily dominance over the day; by the time Simon arrived back at his apartment, set his things down, and resumed work on his computer, there would be no more light left

My body can soar at the greatest heights Amongst skies of blue and stars of night Yet bound by the fruit which fell from life It travels only with an unsolved strife My mind, however, is now truly free Your beauty fills it with an endless glee I fear no walls and I hold no bounds What once was too far now holds no confound Control of you would kill my words' intent For they are writ with a free heart's consent. -Andrew O'Mahony

I. On a day of my life's lament I walked my way with no intent Hoping tears would leave my eye Hoping, praying, to the sky I was at a place I needed not be Where weary eyes could not see In my lull, about to snooze I caught sight of the daily news My mind alert had I have known Yet only matches were being shown About to fall, I suddenly rose Oh how the mind of one man grows When casting eye upon such a face My arm rose to meet the human race She was not with me, but nontheless Whoever she was, I had to guess A woman my age, oh the joy! With a face of fire, and none of coy I watched her move with feet of grace Shoes of wing

A feeling of triumph does not come so soon For it is one which is a quest to find It hides in the dark, a flower to bloom It is a thought of a true state of mind It is one whose roads may not be so kind It is never lost, it waits to be brought To its own will it does so strongly bind That it brings a happiness to be sought And it flies, and is, on destiny caught It does not come from one afraid and curled For failure is what destiny is not It does not come from efforts of the world And is one that society can't start For it originates in one's own heart

Today I sat and listened to my heart The time gave me a sense of emotion For I began to feel my thoughts upstart My presence would soon cause a commotion I had in me the drive for devotion Society's methods were in my past I began to put thoughts into motion The script is written, the lead role is cast From now on, I will not settle for last I want to win, I want to find glory It might not be easy, might not be fast Yet challenge in itself is a story My brain is my sword, my heart is my mail Happiness is coming, I will not fail