God has opened up, allowing gifts and
innate talent to be spread throughout
the world.
Safely following paths He has prepared
for me alone, giving praise to Him
through poetry and song.
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Returning time and again to past ideas set
Serious prescriptions of abstractions,handled with care and placed candidly insideof untold volumes of literature.
A single touch of beginning rhythm sets my mind on a tangent of writing.
Steadily careening down a steep mountainside, falling with every droplet of water, cascading down into depths of it’s watery soul.
Ending of a Friday night essence, closing doors to imagination for the night, giving me an easy road to travel.
Covering me with simplicity and tell-tale comfortable blankets of tomorrow.
Hitching imaginary horses,
full of literate meanings.Kicking hooves into the dustytrails, climbing mountains.Crossing rivers into desertterrain where life is simple.Flowsing easily throughyears of life, until its endingsends us all up the river andinto our eternities.