Today

by weiner@ipoline.com

I imagine myself, on a high cliff or plateau looking down into a gorge. 
The sky is ble with few clouds.  I'm dancing around in circles in a
white silk dress, the strong wind blows and the silk scarfs wrapped 
around me are flyng in the wind.  when it goes "Pink Ribbon scars..." I
dive off the cliff with the scarfs and sashes trailing behind me and i
never reach the bottom, everything changes colors and starts swirling
together.