Delightful images fill my senses as life continues to travel within my being.
Sharing these silent, hidden visions throughout poetry.
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Twilight peeking over the horizon,
Engraving death’s beauty upon many hearts,fastening indelibly,images of beyond, standing at our feet.
Rising into the knowledge of yesterday, gripping it with wisdom left over from times standing in hallways of enlightenment.
Never losing sight of anything meaning mysterious plans, hiding in the nighttime sky, awaiting the purity of enlightenment as lights glower and shut off.
Lively, avid, entertaining, a band – a trio – named Sunland Combo, playing for hearts of elderly as they sit and forget reality for a time.
Memories of better times float in the atmosphere, reminding everyone of happiness they once shared as family.
Turning inward, playing my mindful clarinet of ages,
Fitting it like a puzzle piece to thoughts, thinking themselves into cognitive abstractions, while theydelve deeply into feelings, craving attention onlevels of attunement.Practically living each breath of sound from within,using everything to blend into a poem of astoundingtonal beauty.
Life is a blank white screen until our vision and senses are awakened from their tombs.
Quietly being immersed in interpretations of grey matter, inspiring talent to become itself while on earth.Saving promises of gifts closely in hearts of memory as our souls are spent in heavenly rhythms of purity.