Imagining the beauty I have found into a poem.
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Listening to harmonic music filling a mind with it’s graceful melody, giving it plenty to think about as I roam this world, trying to find my way around.
Idly, standing by, adjusting and altering my stance in darkened hallways, crying abundantly, wanting to be held and cared for, knowing that it will never be.
Breaths of seasons whispering their calls of nature, intimidating desires, challenging me to enter inner labyrinths of reason and filling me with a logic of
Finding my way alongside another, comforting mewithout burdening my senses.Heightening clarity, giving an acute sustenance ofability.Causing the stillness of interior motives to movetoward doors beyond life.
Echoing drums, beating rhythms eternally into my mind.
Older and wiser, yet still filled with echoes of the drums, beating rhythms eternally into my mind.
Treasures from yesterday, being sung in a small cafe, catering to karoke.
Meals are great, all home-made, and served with a smile.Good humor fills the environment and laughter is the adjacent sound across from rhythm, playing strong and loud.A class act, a place to return to again and again.
Slowly covering miles of ground
Walking, looking through whatever comes along,being curious, leveraging ideas into sight.Attempting to match it all with abstractcognition and finding all the right formulasto be made into reality, of new inventions andsongs being sung about them.Recognizing fibers of complete opposites,making and forming new instruments to beplayed by musicians in depths of rhythm.
Caught in a childish whim, wanting to let go
forward in life, living final days with abeautiful attitude to take with me beyondearth’s atmosphere.