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Living in an aura of musical rendition,
Stepping across myriads of miles into theuniverse, following the many beats ofimmediate response.All days are filled with reverberations asthey echo eternally across my world, intomy imagination, creating factors of proseforever in an endless pool of lovely memories.
Reflecting shadows of evening into the tapestry of my mind,
a pleasurable journey into levels where I can soar andexplore to my heart’s content.Feeling the novel intense desires reaching my mind, wantingto continually be in an aura of beginning participation ofanother era in poetical dimensions.(4/19/13)
Living in solitude, keeping to myself,
Traipsing into imagination and viewingthem on inner screens, watching wherethey will lead me.Scattered in forests of bereavement,I follow emotions into areas neverexplored as yet.Searching inner caverns, finding nopeaceful solutions anywhere.Resigning interiorly to depths of being,not looking for any caring, only becauseI know there’ll never be any for me untilI get to heaven.
Reading people as I sit and watch all that goes on, describing feelings and attitudes as they appear in my mind.
Poetry calls everything briefly into itself, falling in line with what I write.Tears and sorrow inevitably come from between each line without being realized until they cascade down waterfalls of truth and honesty in life’s environment.Made beautiful by meanings set in frames of poetical music and art.
Cathedrals in my cavernous mind, giving me respite when needed, to be away from this world.
His wisdom, as I write and try to do His will as muchas I can in this earthly atmosphere.Quietly contemplating the universe He has built within, appreciating even the very little things He has given,as I write about as many of them as possible in thetime He has allotted me.
Copying vehemently, formulas – exasperating purposes
Signals and omens, directing inner desires, filingaway all reactions that enter eternal domains.Seething within, capturing vital senses witheffervescent lighting, pushing every moment intoan existence of forbearance.