Allowing a vast area of my brain to enter another dimension and begin describing it in details, unknown to anyone else.
Reaching further into inner space, feeling it’s embrace as I tenderly pick words from a garden of beauty and stamina, creating many more poems to keep me going on pathways of invisible portrayals of novel ideas.
Quietly meditating, feeling calmer by the minute, an existence of forebearance beginning and ending in my soul.
Waiting moments in time to become who I am.
not wanting to veer from their beauty and purpose inmy life.Drawing from interior emotions, giving them a voice inmasterpieces of art, as I paint them into anotherdimension of talent.
close to God that I feelHis presence within me.
land full of musical aptitude andbliss.
Giving insincere promises no particular way, yet fulfilling the emptiness of ages.Solemn peace, somberly laying to rest all manner of creativerhythm, as fidelity slips past and death enters through doors oftomorrow, letting no one escape their fateful destiny.
Burning away anger and strife,becoming calmer by the minute.Offering highlights of future joy toencase life in it’s grasp.
Wonder, awe, curiosity, filling overflowingly my soul, letting it acknowledge itself and peacefully grow within.
