Bringing tears to mind afterwards, flowing downstream and into vaults of steel.
Encased, treasured, protected for an eternity of absolution, awaiting forgiveness.
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Staring into space, holding onto memories for the time being,
Taking into the pictures all manner of rhythm as it plays before me.
Writing, trying to catch up to the tempo and rhythm, striking up a conversation within my mind.
Grasping all exercises of beauty and folding them into beautiful packages of music’s melodies.Taking every chance to be rearranged leaving all words everlastingly by, on a table of inner photographic memories.Staying aloft, soaring along motionless points of forgetfulness, taking every one of the stanzas left in melody’s hands and giving all that I can, as…
Steadfast in passing of time,
Retroactively grabbing hold of itas it slips from our grasp.Knowingly hiding in spaces,not facing the truth of life as itfades from sight.
Traveling down roads of peaceful endeavors,
away and become another self – one that Ican live with in future hope and happiness.Lasting impressions fill my mind and keepme whole and balanced for the time being.Finding a whole new episode in life as Iwalk forward into new avenues of prayer.
So quietly, gently, teardrops fall within me, touching softly, memories of the past.
Holding silently to edges of my mind, I allow my heart to feel the textures of pictures I can see through windows of my soul.