Participating in life to the fullest, capable of an energy of modest proportions.
Steadily moving to inner rhythms heard deeply within.
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Wandering through mosaics of life,
and tones.Watching others walk by, not evenacknowledging another’s smile.What does it cost to enlighten aperson with one of your smiles?
Lying in a wakeful dream, wondering how it feels to be myself in this twisted darkness of fate.
Lying here in a wakeful dream, mind thinking of many options open to me, wondering how life is going to feel in the future of my destiny.
Looking good, being in good standing, forging ahead with creative ideas forming and gelling within my head.
without faltering or sidestepping any issue brought before it.Tranquilizing emotions so I can slow them down and interpretthem for future use in poetical attire.
Silence of thought energizes me indefinitely, allowing for solace to become me interiorly.
Fortunately, seizing moments of intense abstraction on wings of glory.
Looking into puddles, watching reflections shimmer in a morning breeze.
looking like it’s moving, but in reality it’s not.Noticing branches on a tree, gnarled, brittle, dead.Tender branches waving gently with a breeze, rocking them back andforth with an innate rhythm of nature.
Flowers casting their life out from a picture on the wall.
Birds flying through white clouds and clean air – all the while standing still, because they are only an oil painting.Butterflies, rabbits, trees and leaves all brilliantly before us as if in flight – as if they are breathing and moving, but they’re not.Because they are only an oil painting hanging upon the wall.