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Silhouettes of the past flow before my sight giving me food for thought as I remember what used to be when young.
Seeing, feeling intensely, all of it forever, is a gift and at times a curse worse than death.Living for peace, going within and finding peace through deepest contemplation hidden inside.
Deafening silence seeping into my soul, regulating fate’s intense desires for my life.
All senses intensified with pure unadulterated truths of perfection, precisely managed with untold strength and verve.Altered patterns bringing forth designs from other inner dimensions.Solidly portraying mannerisms forward onto screens of a lifetime.
Withering demise penetrates my being on days of edgy behavior, calling forth images of horizons on the other side.
Taking turns with one another, skating across mind slopes of creativity.Sliding along, becoming part of energy and it’s brazen identity.Believing in God and His mercy as I travel down pathways of my existence, holding onto faith to light a way through darkness.
Walking tightropes of life, wavering in heights of environmental duress.
Shining up ahead, a motorcycle’s awaiting my essence.Stepping and riding into sunsets of existential patterns, set up in pathways of yesterday’s images.Always conquering inner fears and doubts with ever-present faith.
Windows of my soul open to God’s love, wanting to be with Him always.
Watching sanctity spill over and drop to earth, surrounding me with blessings from above.
Looking into mirrors of my eyes, watching
Not being able to stop the progression ofmy body from attacking itself, unable toget healthy and enjoy my life – what littleI have left.