sunlight Paul Simon We are standing in the sunlight, the early morning sunlight in the harbor church of St. Cecilia to praise a soul who is returning to the earth; to the Rose of Jericho and Bougainvillea. 980923 ... dallas We are standing outside on a day near the end of September, shivering, but not that much because of the gentle rays of light cascading down through the trees overhead. 980930 ... heidi A spoonful does a sinkful! Oh wait, maybe that's Dawn. Or Joy. Nevertheless, it's efficient. 981116 ... SunnyGrace what we hope for and know will be back even in the worst of weather.the one thing people can count on always being there. 990507 ... Jeff @ Newdream That bright stuff that filters through the windows after a long night of perl hacking. 990528 ... mad madame mim Trace ton chemin vers ta rédition Le temps revient... hors de portée Des barques sur la plage au plus profond de la nuit Vont et viennent avant les premières lueurs du jour Me laissent tourner dans la roue Le Roi du monde Comment te sens-tu ? Qu'y a-t-il à ressentir ? Comment se fait-il que nous soyons effrayés par la lumière du jour Comment se fait-il que nous soyons effrayés par la lumière du jour Je souffre depuis si longtemps Que je ne peux même plus dire ce qui me fait mal Je te laisserai seule Je te laisserai saigner Je te laisserai seule avec ta vie Comment se fait-il que nous soyons effrayés par la lumière du jour Dis moi, amie, comment se fait-il que nous soyons effrayés par la lumière du jour Ton esprit entier ressasse les insultes Subies qui reviennent hanter te hanter dans la journée Et toutes tes excuses byzantines Te trahiront avec le temps Alors ne sois pas surprise quand viendra l'aurore Si tu vois ta mémoire picoter tes pouces Tu leur dira où courir se cacher Je suis déjà mort C'est une question de temps Comment se fait-il que nous soyons effrayés par la lumière du jour Comment se fait-il que nous soyons effrayés par la lumière du jour Comment se fait-il que nous soyons effrayés par la lumière du jour Comment se fait-il que nous soyons effrayés par la lumière du jour Un Jésus lumineux sur le tableau de bord Des marques à la craie sur la route Un feu amical dans des eaux hostiles Courage Ne perds pas la tête Comment se fait-il que nous soyons… 000101 ... snicolem Sometimes it seems as if the sky is jealous of the sun. Her unparralled rays of light, so bright and beautiful, she brings a smile to all she kisses. But what the sky doesn't realize is, his gentle white puffs, and sea of blueness accent her, making her what she is. One alone is beautiful, the two together are breathtaking. 000312 ... a caresses my shoulders 000313 ... mika Sunlight dancer ecstatic in your brilliance you sift through the shadows lift nectar through a sieve your rippling laughter carefree as the clouds drifts softly through the air the subtle melody of a chime sweet dancer of light when touched by the silvery drops of rain you Shatter a scattering of vivid jewels you fly on butterfly wings 000330 ... josie You wouldn't call it sunlight would you? it was like a pitful of dark emotions and furious passion. An exposure of our innermost beings, laid out before ourselves to picked at and toyed with. It was all and nothing in the one instance. Without that now there's moment after empty moment without you. Reference after empty reference by everyone else. Joke after every empty joke that remains unhumoured. Song after every empty song that doesn't resonate with the sound of your voice. Image after every empty image that remains transparent instead of defined for it's industrial features. I'm seemingly treading on these flecks of sunlight everyday.. almost unavoidable to not think of how that song would sound with sunlight. Or how the rock would look with sunlight, or how that moop would taste with sunlight. 010921 ... Bri Pure, warm, while lovingly holding you in its arms 011005 ... Inanna So many animals would die without our star's sunlight With it so many get cancer But without it we would die In darkness 011005 ... Photophobe I keep on thinking of reasons to live, and then forgetting them. I keep on making crazy jokes, but I'm lying on the sand in the blinding light... not ready to go home and my mobile bills too high anyway. I'll tell you later. But there hardly ever is a later. 011031 ... god when josie comes home... so good. she's the pride of the neighborhood. 011226 ... ClairE When I stretch in the sunlight, I am not sure whether I feel like a cat or a plant. 011227 ... bird(cat?)mad some days i wish i was an orange-eyed black cat and had a nice windowsill i could stretch out on and someone to make me purr with little thumbnail strokes just under my chin on a warm day 011227 ... 89x Sunlight...can't get you off my mind... 011227 ... jester ....................................... .............888888888888.............. ..........888888..88..888888........... ........8888......88......8888......... .......8888.......88.......8888........ .......8888.....888888.....8888........ .......8888...88..88..898...8888........ ........888888....88.....88888......... ..........88888...88...88888........... .............888888888888.............. ....................................... 030321 ... oh yes sunlight sinks in your skin and makes the feeling of a loving god holding you after the desolate winter desert 040309 ... echo Sunlight on the river don't know where I've been Don't know where I'm goin' but I'm takin' that sunlight in. Sunlight shinin' on that river rays reflecting at my feet They're so tired from all they carry but oh them rays they warm me Hope, it sparkles on the river movin' on and ever-changing but always in the sky. Sunlight, faith falls on my face and leaves all my tears dry. 070108 ... i used to be one of those sponges that you use to sunlight is good. good for the soul. good for the heart and the skin. even when its minus 40C but its sunny, its still a 'nice' day. sunny is happy. 070109 ... somebody this word is [to me] inherently poetic 070110 ... z screeching, the mourning light is heavy in the empty frosted air, and the silence is massive, dwarfing the rainless cloudy ceiling, fractures glint and whistle at edges, broken into hue sprinkle and sun-sick eye shards, slowing past blurred yard trucks and pile sack dust lakes, bare rust and scabbed paint shiver in the permanent morning disaster as i ride through in the safety of my torture and stops 070110 ... hsg Compatibility 090918 ... hsg a_warm_place 090918 ... somebody immature moonlight 090919 ... hsg unadulterated 090919 ... Jurisprudence Some days it didn't hurt Some days I wanted to hold the fascination of it Watching you Us 090919 what's it to you? who go blather from