The undivided healer ----=-==-====-==-=---- You resist the saint far above the rainbow, fitfully. It accepts their lonely meadow, unseeingly. I mourn longing for my meadow of peacefulness, silently. But somehow my hill of woe seethes. My tornadoes howl agonizingly, as thunderously as a sky... In ancient times she was unforgiven. I weep reaching above a grass dying beside a formless werebeast, terrifyingly. Those magyckal ravens drift lurking under the righteousness. Long, long ago they were totemic -- but presently you are brother-ish... Long ago it was made whole! It flutters, soundlessly... In the garden, after the rain. Rebecca Vixenflame
Original URL: jbrowse.com (has been defunct for some time)
Wayback Machine Archive. The original Ruby code can be found there as well.