beyond it.
Yet, fulfillment becomes every person living his or her purpose under heaven.
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Strumming sounds of natural silence awakening beatitudes of
Fragily accelerating quietness into tunnels filled with beautyand wonder.Afterwards, creating sensations of all-natural life in onesingle moment, full of the sound of music.Recordingly playing dirges of ancient pastimes, appearing tofondle the existence of positive memory.Sensing something hidden deeply within, walking towards it,reaching constantly to grab hold of it in my writing.Silent loneliness surrounds my heart…
Making peace with everyone known in life, endeavoring
Benign thoughts focus across many horizons, searchingfor answers while forgetting the questions on theirminds.Tomorrow will never enlighten misery, only refocusit’s energy once more.Following directions into setting suns of yesterday.
Lying in a wakeful dream, wondering how it feels to be myself in this twisted darkness of fate.
Lying here in a wakeful dream, mind thinking of many options open to me, wondering how life is going to feel in the future of my destiny.
Flags waving through my mind,
of emotion furling and unfurling my intenseimagination.Fulfilling emptiness with a penetrating effervescenceof loneliness as it becomes an integral part of everythought in my span of living since birth.
Swarming strategically down lanes of shapeless forms, putting them together like puzzles left over from childhood.
Suspended in an era of lost purpose, now begun anew in heaven.