helping as we linger on edges of eternity.
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Boulders of Watson Lake sit in mind pictures from days gone by, when we used to camp there.
Loving to roam around in imagination’s subconscious realms, I enjoy myself, relaxing in the past.
Reflections of moonlight giving me pause,
leisurely finding the way into edges ofbehavior, fitting for someone who lovesbeyond the horizon.Standing alone, watching as the sun setsfor the final picture of my life.
Lights of beauty, striking faces, lighting them with a special grace from above.
Standing upright, losing self, causing no pain, finding no reason to fear or doubt any day of the future.Facing alone, all that awaits me on the other side.Belonging to no one, I consider the alternative to living on the edge of all that’s painful, committing the other side of life.Until ending up on shores of…
Listing attributes in a data-filled computer-like brain keeps them from attaching to me and bogging me down.
Silently sorrowful every day, I fall into a cradle of death – one that I will soon succumb to.
Unwinding, following sounds of nature
Lone journeys taken into pathways ofyesterday’s memories.Causing lifetimes to turn around and berecognized for what they were and have beento our hearts in times of extreme loneliness.Featured voices, penetrating the silence ofinequality in circumstances of benign ability.Sharing viewpoints with others from the past,recollecting their purposes and using them toenhance the rest of their lifetimes.Hoping they…