it’s always present.
Even when telling a lie, you
still know the truth behind it.
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Solace. What is that?
Walking down lanes of yesterday, seeking patterns of belonging.They never seemed to be there then and today I can’t find them either.Yet, when an instrument is played there I am, focused on the musical scores.Lightening moods, infecting me with prodigious volumes of emotion.Flowing, never changing, taking me into designs of imaginative placement where only I…
Floors take us on journeys from room to room
Looking to explore nature’s bountiful essenceas it is poured forth from life.
Hidden in a corner of life, not wanting to become part of it because of all the turmoil being caused by other people.
Looking out into the darkened distance at other sides of twilight as it holds a fascination within my mind.Wandering through a variety of entrances and exits, sauntering down vacant lots, just to see what is there.
Secret hiding places kept forever,
Portraying silent shadows, aimlessly wanderingthrough inner universes, unable to connect inany dimension.Livelihood beginning always on ends of strangledropes, leaving possessions of interior souls tolocate their own resting places.Without help or discussions of facts, swiftly andsilently becoming what they have been from the start.
Opening myself to new adventure and discoveries,
Looking forward to entering a new dimension in life.Musically flowing, easily drifting down destiny’spathways, stepping in time with my essence andpurpose in life.(2/22/13)
Silent patterns flow about, taking turns tracing thoughts in imagination, figuring connotations of peaceful recognition.
Sololy journeying along life’s edges, capturing it’s essence in small measures throughout lifetimes, being touched by memories images. Reflecting every emotion as it hesitates for just a moment to elicit responses in lightened darkness.