5 February 2007
Misty
In three levels she was made; before, during and after. All three made her the now.
A hand touching hers while a sleep, wakes her up and takes her hand in hers, they fly while still on ground, they fly past time through a calendar where there are no days, no months and no years.
Before
Life is no where and words do not exist. Nothing tangible is there; the only thing that she can see is dreams of a little girl with lots of friends that don’t exist.
A giraffe toy with a long neck, its back is a box where her toys were placed.
During
No one; no where and nothing to be seen.
A question was asked; the question was never answered.
After
She is no one but the girl before; a heart that is different and a mind that is different still the same soul.
A teddy bear and Charles Dickens books.
Now
Before, during and after.
