
One more step along golden path,
One more time you pray in faith.
With a breeze sky turns grey,
In the creek time slipped away.
Taking a breath in the silent sound,
warming your chest like days we passed.
Seeking the light before darkness fall,
touching your cheeks for a hard farewell.
From now on I will watch you from afar,
In the night when you find a flashing star.
My heart will lead you in all seasons,
in your journey on the road to horzion.
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n.z. that goes along side: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/10579848/
poem by
frlynx
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Category Music / All
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 120 x 85px
File Size 7.13 MB
Fox, you are truly a blessed person. your gift for creation of music is stunning as always. you really have a way of captivating the souls of people listening to really draw on their emotions in your melodies.
even this peice which has as calm melancholy to it at first, as if saying goodbye and the build to the passionate crescendo tells a story of someone cared about and will truly be missed.
sir i was moved to tears by this. Thank you, as always.
even this peice which has as calm melancholy to it at first, as if saying goodbye and the build to the passionate crescendo tells a story of someone cared about and will truly be missed.
sir i was moved to tears by this. Thank you, as always.
This really hits home for me too.
http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/4278119/ (the reason why it does)
http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/4278119/ (the reason why it does)
I found this musical piece mentioned on tnfurs.net and I chose not to read the lyrics and just focus on the music until after hearing it fully... The words are not needed for this piece, you conveyed it perfectly in sound. I have not cried since my grandfather passed on thanksgiving day the moment I woke up, but this piece has broken though that. I thank you from the bottom of my soul. May your works continue to be this gifted and moving.
I keep listening to this when I have bad patches; It makes a lot of the hurt come out. It also reminds me to grit my teeth because a lot more things are out there are to be enjoyed, even if you have to work past things for them. A trade is a trade after all. A fantastic piece that inspires thought and core level emotion. Thank you
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