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Searching eternity for a place to call my own,
misfortune or another.Sadly, walking, feeling intense pain of being,and swallowing the sadness in my lonely plight.Never taking anything from life, only leavingbehind my heart and soul on earthly shoresuntil I get to heaven.
Lonely as a pool ball rolling across the table,
of other people.
Having breakfast at the Horse Shoe Cafe, sitting in the window,
Been living here now almost two years.Wickenburg reminds me of my own home town, except for the westerntheme here.Looking up and down main street, enjoying the ambiance of SaguaroMovie Theater and all the little shops – quaint and touching.A beautiful two-story at the end of main street on the other sideexudes class and clarity of…
Particles of time descending upon life,
small sphere of reality.Always wanting more, desires runningrampant, overflowing onto distant shores.Spherical limits and boundaries circletimelessness of actual life.Dreams rotating on pathways of the sameorbit, shining blossoms of knowledgeinto the foreground where seeds wereonce planted.
Streaming lines of verses being sung in rhymes,
a mind, floating in imaginative depths of animaginary ocean.
Baby’s eyes closing slowly, watching
Soothing words, creating peaceful dreams infantasy’s of memory.Sleeping gently into nights of beauty, satinand lace surrounding the lullabyes of goodnight.Being carried to lands beyond life and its’existent barriers.