closer to God.
With every moment spent in contemplative
verse and signed with a touch of love.
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Cool breezes blowing, cooling and soothing taut muscles,
ledge.Searching corners, looking beneath sheets, peeking indarkened cellars in mansions of old.Tattered, cobwebbed, each floor in utter disuse, ratscrawling decisively across the floor.Tangled memories lining corridors in disarray – grasp-ing arms as images lead you away into the past.
Catchy beats luring me towards a band,
Interpreting them into profound poetry, to lastbeyond my lifetime.Showing me the way to prosperity and fame, believingin myself and God-given talents.
Lively anticipation, filling me musically, inciting many memories of yesterday and the shyness I held closely to myself.
Beginning on edges of nowhere, as I am called to my destiny.
There are many mysteries in life and no one can find any solutions, so they remain as they were.
Nothing is sacred anymore as a minority continue to give us theirall – important, mundane facts.Even though most of us don’t want to know what they’ve found, the T.V. and newspapers make a big deal out of it.If everything weren’t so public there would be no reason for certain people to display their unfound knowledge…