• I was speaking with some friends the other day, and one thing we talked about got me thinking. I decided to get those thoughts off my mind, hope you enjoy.
    Many things in this world...linked by many forms
    Souls shaped by hope or despair.....
    fragments of light glistening in water pushed by nighttime air...
    Gliding across those winds is a bird with glowing silver wings....
    Omnisient to the lands below, stretching across the dark world.
    Wings that can reflect back one's light when they cannot see it themselves.
    The glowing eagle, always watchful, always protecting, guiding the souls below to the vestige of dawn.
    Soaring through the air, on shining wings burnt black at the tips by the pain of past's flame.
    Though no matter what the pain, no matter how many dark flames reach for its wings, the eagle always flies on.
    Always...toward the rising sun.
    For that silver eagle, with black tipped wings, is symbolic.
    Symbolic...of my soul....
    ~~Sasuke777~~