Taking whatever they can in the event they may be able to spread cheer throughout the land.
Selecting phases, caricatures of nature, and beautiful landscapes of paradise on the way through life’s pathways.
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Singing to my heart and mind, touching my being, allowing all of my senses to come into the foreground without any friction or doubt.
Forcing me into the limelight as senses come alive and take journeys with my mind.Such elastic limits, opening up other dimensions – the eighth dimension of another side of life.Existing only for the time of writing, sololy walking away, yet never leaving rhythm altogether on sidewalks to eternity.
Remembering younger days of dancing, hiking, climbing, camping, fishing, and boating.
Nature culminating in my mind, showing me it’s secrets, defining touches of life as it circles inner beings of talent.Shining into my soul with a brightness given only by God, awakening gifts so I may glorify Him all my life.
Steadily folding inside, filled with ice cold emotions cutting through images of the past.
Quickly moving away from the visions with a fear filled with frozen emotions.Standing off to the side, sensing perceptions from back then.
Soliciting times of yesterday and taking them into
Never taking eyes off of visions holding me within,solitary misgivings don’t apply.Secrets falling on deaf ears, not letting them escapeby not mentioning them aloud.Canisters of intrigue are filled within a mind ofmysterious gifts.
Papers slicing through the night, cutting memories in two.
Always pretending to know what life is about, turning somersaults, lifting sorrow off of sidewalks put there by another’s unkind words.Walking always into danger, not caring what is near at hand, forever falling, getting in the way.Papers slicing through the night, leaving paper cuts in each memory remembered tonight.