leaving us in an ebony landscape,
surrounded by mountains,
climbing everlastingly into the sky.
Molded deserts, put on earth for our enjoyment,
provoking thoughts to be spread about in books
for all to be reminded of God’s innate nature.
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Furrowed clouds being readied for planting in heaven’s gardens.
various array.All taken away in a moment of artistic display by God, Himself.
Temporarily sitting in the light of life, trying to gain some knowledge and understanding before I die.
Learning about me is difficult – I want to run away and hide,but, in doing that, I have already died.Desiring to live life to it’s fullest extent – with my potentialand capabilities being realized.Journeying through my mind and soul, exposing every little bitand piece and truth of me, I will succeed.I will find knowledge and…
Watching for empty spaces to crawl into on my way
Always beckoning me on a consistent basis, takingme through portals and into many other dimensions.Acquiring knowledge and putting it to use in everypoem I ever write.
Rushing inwardly, towards a
Spreading it across my subconsciousas I sit and write from it’s contents.
Venturing into piercing traditions, finding all kinds of prospects as they are delved into with aspiration.
Saltly shimmering in the evening twilight, holding onto a peaceful particle of life’s future puzzle of destiny.Sounding so perfectly in tune, reaching to heavenly skies with no qualms about doing so.
Soothly rinsing my soul with easy melodies of life as
beckoning to me from images of long ago.Forgotten? Never.As I travel through life, listening to the beat of mydrum, I feel strangely attuned to beats of all pastrelatives, echoing our memories so I’ll never forgetthem either.Life is a series of reminders based on happier times,now thought of with gentle sorrow.