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...How wise you are ... You really are too wise by far..... |
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You are a Blessing from Above Elfin shines the purest of Love Peace is all around you too Like a glove the Living color Blue. |
Can you hear it
The ticking of the clock If you look between the ticks Then you find the tock Tick tock Tick tock Tick tock Slice it up into infinity..... My soul has no tick, no tock Just a steady hum.... This uncreated Light Keeps the buzz going I pray... Some do, some don't Some will, some won't Some days I simply enjoy The ticking of the clocks... Love is always nice. |
time
measures change there's my process all the holes that have swallowed me the mine field that spat me out the flags i've planted the flags i've burned little pieces of my life only God sees not me not me i let it go it flys around i don't care i enter into a space without time which is bliss even if only for a moment that moment is worth a lifetime because keeping things caged a season for every reason is not my true home tick tock is not my ticket the heart knows not what it knows only that something tugs it ![]() |
I walk along the oceans shore
My footprints in the sand They remain for a while Until the ocean tides wash them away They are no more I the one that made the tracks Remains upon this shore As the waves of the ocean Come And go... For what could be Forevermore I will keep walking along the shore Until there is no shore. |
ebb and flow
ebb and flow where will this neverending poem go wind sleet rain snow softly softly softly blow |
Red Red Robin
Sings Spring into wings Piercingly suddenly Beautifully Blue eggs a Mothers hum whispering a inner sing Sings Spring into wings |
the seeker seeking bliss continuity employing mind to go beyond thought knowing not effort causation of his fatality being enmeshed in narrow cravings ego begot fish in the river complaining that it is thirsty upon cessation of association with form frolics about joyfully thus in serenity being to become the bliss storm |
....I love the prints along the shore
... I love the Robin at my door ... I love the colour blue you know ... But then again you always knew ... And then again you always knew ... So when again ? ... I ask of you.... |
I was feeling drained from the toil
The way the world hits back The way I fight with this And all the shadows I would make All such a drain |
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