Yet, continuing an uphill path, I will find a way to
explain musically, what I feel and write in poetry.
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Flying high, soaring to inner rhythms, holding them close, forever hoping to travel distant horizons with them.
Circular paths of beauty, climbing higher into space, taking withthem – all inclusive – life of yesterday’s imagination.Rhythms constantly swimming through my brain, encompassing every neuron, synapse and creative pathway, expanding and enfolding particles of abstraction along the way.Gathering seedlings from fields of inner visions, picking blossoms, creating bouquets of logic and reason, then blending…
Prancing down alleys of greatness, hooking up with equal talents, awaiting similar partners.
Seething together, finding semblances to keep them tied to particular partners.Hoping to eventually partake of a worldly envelope of stardom on the way up.
Slumber catching on my mind, putting me into a dream-like stance, adding many answers to the questions puzzling me during the day when wide awake.
Curling up with faith and being held so closely by a Father who will never give up on me.
Traipsing slowly through enlightenment, trying to find my way through the darkness of insensitive, unknowing people.
There’s no avenue open to me as I stroll through the gardens of eternity, not finding my way back home, and I fall upon the ending days of my lone existence.
Writing from memories of peace,
Living and loving on edges of life, makingthe most of every moment, instilling asilence of purpose into each one.Solemnly, I move forward, smiling interiorlywith a feeling of humor and letting it fillme to overflowing.Heart and soul standing on the porch of life,looking out at all the wonderful pictures ofthoughts when younger.