From: "Harumi Kurumi" (...) Ok, this is what happens when you decide to post with a headache, and 5 hours of sleep. Sorry minna. Corrected version: ************* First Breath By Harumi ************* As I lay in this wasted land, I burn those that dare trespass. For the ones that lived within me, Died of thirst bereft of honor. The feathers of my wings gone, I now sink into the bloody field. Betrayed by history; rejected by death, I wait now beneath your mercy. My creation; My executioner. You embrace me whole, In your welcoming arms. Ecstasy fills me, Fear, hesitation and sadness too. As your will shatters my world, My fragments spread like broken glass. I stare into the scythe, That you lower blissfully, Upon my head; Upon my feet. My realm is void, Your kindness, ink in water. My binding chains evanesce, And I escape the webs of my womb. There’s pain in the light of day, As I cry out my life in silence. Taking in your essence, My first true breath. Ja Haru *********************************************************** "It seems to me that it is not the task of fiction writers to solve such problems as God, perssimism, etc. The writer's business is to depict only who spoke and thought about God and pessimism... the artist ought not to judge his characters or what they say, only be an unbiased witness... it is the jurors, that is, the readers, who will evaluate." -Chekhov in a letter to his friend and editor Alexei Suvorin- Harumi harudon7@hotmail.com Haru no Nikki http://members.xoom.com/angie_may --------------------------- ONElist Sponsor ---------------------------- Ameritrade offers $8 commissions for Internet equity market orders -- no matter what the share price is, or how many share you buy or sell! Open an account before December 20, 1999 and receive 3 commission-free equity trades! Click Here ------------------------------------------------------------------------