Rounding out nature of life with abundant magic in mystical prospects of a new dawn, waiting to break open on tomorrow’s landscape.
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Fragrantly advertising tell-tale signs of spring,
the air.Sensing emotional yearnings of younger generations,frolicking through flowers and jumping into cascadingwater, cooled from mountain springs.Life promises are made in vows of innocence, realitynever setting in to discourage love or young lover’sprayers.
Awakening from a silent dream, touching my mind with a quiet sensation.
Alone, swinging to rhythms while silently writing down everything with a pen.
Elated by tunes of country music trumping up my soul, as it widens my scope of the world; entertaining imagination as it unfolds peaceful rhythms to be written about.
Shining fibers reflecting prisms of heaven in their delicate strands of angel hair.Beauty straddling an atmosphere of space, lightly taking it’s self seriously.Braiding together thoughts of outer generations, linking them now with the future of tomorrow’s songs.
Withdrawing from life’s borders, seeking God instead.
Waiting for the go ahead, watching death come around, bringing it’s shadow to bear upon my mind.Placing my entire being on call, awaiting a knowing to appear in my mind, justifying my demise.
Taking altogether, every strand of reality set in places of acknowledgement, awaiting an eternal script to be opened and read to all.
Benefiting inner systems, tallying points of reference in a tablet of unprejudiced examples of noticeable progress.