Stored in closets of perturbed ideas, holding on to any that may be used in future signs of pious liberty and major countenances for a few moments of enlightenment, attained by very rare individuals living today on earth.
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Memories floating in mind, seeing lightening bugs shining the way in evening’s darkness, illuminating our paths so we can walk without falling over something unnoticed.
Having to go to Flagstaff or up north to visit them again.
Slowly, easily, tides ebb and flow within,
in a genuine movement of fragile tenderness.Gyrating forcefully, taking in cameos oflife with an appreciation for all it enfoldsthrough timeless entities for us all.
Placing self in the midst of an environment, in synch with rhythm’s fitting my soul.
Loving every dimension being elicited into realms of subconsciousness, to be dealt in hands of poetical verses.Never at a loss, always writing in serenity.
Saddened recollections hit me squarely in my mind, scattering my peace to four corners and bringing tears to rain on me.
Only live with the pain of being human while on earth.
Forsaken pictures and images being left alone on doorsteps to future relapses of loneliness.
Signaling brain cells to picture thoughts in alignment with selective decisions, adding comments as they arise in whispered conversations, and held quietly in intelligent minds.