When it wears out, trade it in and begin again on
another adventure, learning new information as you
live the cards you’re dealt.
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Wandering deserts of my interior spirit, giving way to contemplation as I continually walk in any direction I want.
Holding my hand, comforting my spirit, giving me hope in His tomorrows.
Watching screens of aging complacency erupt into poems of love across lines of believable endurance.
Folding away ideas and letting knowledge take a back seat to imagination’s wit and wisdom.Focusing always on energetic moments of entire ages, following them along trails, solving puzzles of tomorrow.
Smashed, the eyesight of my seeing.
Once knowledge stood out in the open, now it lies back, pleading for obscurity.Separating ideas, fragmented from within, tell-tale signs of curiosity are forbidden from certain points of view.Totally enmeshed in outer thoughts of life, brought to mind to be repaired and healed.Soon to see the beginning of a new life.
Just rocking into life, not letting anything interfere
feeling joyful and lifting spirits into designs of novelpoetry.Assigning models to begin the afternoon of change.Choosing to become the engine of my own life, doing whatever I feel at the moment in depths of interior solitude.