then.
Soul opening, letting in God’s inspiration, as it gently
allows innate talent to be exposed in writing.
Tearful blue eyes, flowing with such sadness that it can
never be contained.
Longing for an inanimate object to listen as I pour out
my heart, knowing that there is no person out there who
can do the job I need.
Solitary feelings being penetrated as I remember the
memories from long ago and what a difference they make
in my life today.
Ecstatic at the beauty secreted there, wondering how I am able to do it on a continual basis.
Glistening sparkling, into the black holes above earth’s axis.
Opening up a treasure chest of unending songs, tied up in blue lace and kept silently to myself.
Falling deeply into patterns of serenity, challengingintellect to come up with daring innovations and placethem where they will do the most good for others.Taking steps to absolute ingenuity, finding thatcircumspect avenues work the best.Lasting ideas, saturating brain cells with renovatingbeauty, keeping distance from everyone else’s patterns,because they don’t fit in with what I want.Everything must…
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.
