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She plays a tune for a lost past
into the shadows does it cast
Reaching into the mists of time
searching out that was lost, to find
She plays to the moon and sea
and the whispers of the trees
Her tune carries across all life
for all can hear the violins cries
As her tears fall on the strings
heart-rending notes the tears do bring
The lament reaches far and wide
nowhere on earth from the lament can hide
A million hearts break as it plays
all cry for her lost days
As she continues to reach new heights
the birds above cry, taken flight
I'm a thinker, listener, a "question's pretty much everything" type of person. A seeker of knowledge, always restless, yet seeks the calm in life.
I love writing in all forms and am in the process of completing a number of ongoing projects. I love the craft of writing and the possibilities it holds. A magic carpet through the mind. I love pretty much all creative arts, music, film and theatre the leading ones.
Born in Hertfordshire in England, my family Irish, Welsh and English, I currently reside in Edinburgh, in Scotland. I'm drawn to coastal and mountain regions where I like to go to think and draw inspiration from. Ireland is a place that's dear to me, and I try to get back to see family and friends as much as possible.
My interests are wide and broad, too many to mention here, but history, archaeology, criminology, music and film are just some of those things I love.
I hope you enjoy my ramblings on here as that's what they are really. I'll let my fingers do the ''talking...''
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