12-05-2007, 12:02 AM
Life is the breath of the eagle. When we seek it the we breathe when we stop breathing we are absorbed into its awareness. The light is beckoning and we shall lift a hand to it. Others will cry and we will cease.
It is the final reckoning. When powerful and weak fall down. Lone Wolf
It is the final reckoning. When powerful and weak fall down. Lone Wolf

