The wind brushes by me like we have never met before.
My eyes are heavy with darkness, the rain enshrouds me with motion.
I have wandered so, so far that every place I go is home.
Raymond
3:36am saturday, 9th february
the night goes quickly;the sun shall rise in a moments notice;today will pass away.Tommorrow must come just as fast as yesterday passed.Listen to the song that the wind sings as it blows away the rain clouds so that the sun shines with it brightness to light the way for a new day.
Raymond