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The Story of Yorinde Pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses understanding (Kahlil Gibran) For baby Yorinde, my second daughter, energy was a byword. Her sparkling black cherry eyes, her dimpled smile
You will find my house of memories hiding behind hedges of longing. Lights in the hallways of love invite to the inner rooms. There are still splashes of dream foam holding on to the old bath tub;
Lost in the misty heavens of my life I stand in wonder: oh the stars, the moon, the ebb and flow of tides, sun's rise and its so sure descend! So soon I will go on as well. Left only time of silence where the swell
"I tried to bring in a kind of tapdance staccato rhythm, if you know what I mean. Can you feel it?" (the following is a true story and it happened in February 2006)