Finding their selves between lands of arid deserts and aromatic pines.
Living always in shades of nature, believing in God and
the hope He brings to my spirit as I live and breathe.
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Deep in my soul, I reside quietly, contemplating life through writing poetry.
Intense, silent, becoming inner solitude alone.Serious visions cloud my mind with turbulent images of the past, surrounding me with sadness,pushing me deeper, closer to the edge.
Life is so crazy, so unpredictable, no way to know where you’re going or what you’ll be doing.
A general emotion of diffident silence, holding me together – at least for a while.
Gently proceeding towards a musical composition
Deciding to listen to its notes,placing them in order of distinction.
Standing off, facing no one, afraid to spell out the truth, even to best friends – soul-mates.
Feelings get hurt and bruised, hearts are broken, tears come unbidden, freely, totally, uncompromisingly.Filling empty hearts and minds with emotional abandonment.Unfulfilled promises are piled high inside, a mind keeping track of each and every one, photographically being remembered for an eternity.
Eternally mystical, wandering through a thickened haze,
In a flurry of haste, life slows to a crawl, letting usknow it’s beyond our control.
Chapters of life open themselves without any prodding whatsoever.
Solidifying all exterior motives into one giant escape into circles of antagonistic woe.Testing people and circumstances every day, trying their meddle in fires of adversity.Beaming thoughts on questions being asked by others.Giving estimations of their own, lasting images congregate in denizens of tomorrow.