Loving every inflection and intonation as it slides about my brain.
Touching all particles held within as they grow and blossom, each in turn.
Never following patterns twice, exploring designs as abstractions flow into cognitive thoughts.
A blessing of innate gifts given freely in many verses to anyone who wants to listen.
Whispers fall and rise as wisdom of ages flows from ancient songs.Silencing benefits of all reminders left in images of my mind.Discovering the best of imagined patterns, letting them fall onto screens of picturesque landscapes created just now.
Ready to open – be prepared – life doesn’t stand still and wait.We have to reach out and pull it close, unwrap it in our owntime – setting it before us, ready to live.Don’t put it on display, because that is certain death.Walk on, gathering as you grow, making an entire life-timepresentable, but not for…
Seeing the dreams alighting in my mind,wanting to be borne to fruition.All memories being displayed on innerscreens of pure innocende
Relating memories to what used to be known, carrying them forward to be used in radically new designs for eternity’s shores, coming into view.
