The rawness of the heart,
an intrepid explorer,
reaches beyond the expected
where everything is reflected
within the misty lines
of distance
and the mighty
beat of drums . . .
where hearts gather
to tell the tales of love . .
and hurt . .
The fall of the day
glows through the embers
of passion
and imagination rears,
on a winged horse,
dancing on the rays
of brilliant stars
lines and lines and lines
as far as eternity. . .
shining, gathering
the dreams of gods
and oceans
birds and mountains
butterflies and trees
dreams within dreams
burnishing cycles of patterns . . .
each dream a fire burning,
each heart-ache engraved in a moment,
reverberations within the song of existence . . .
a crystal bell tinkles in the distant
rain drops glisten . . .
a dream is lifted . . .
this speck . .. this thing . . .
is placed within the all . .
the evermore . . eternal all . .
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2 comments:
very beautiful blog, where I found a lot of topics and people that I love dearly.
Good continuation. kisses
Thank you Helene . . . what a nice compliment . . . <3
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