unending open vast space. more than you could ever imagine to be. it is still who you are. this is who you are.
welcome to being.
a slow wind cools the man high up in the warm room
a man warm because of the love deeply rooted within him
it is him that this warmth is
you can see now, you can see now
a grounding sensation makes me want to fly
the vultures are up above waiting for something to die
we will not harm those who prey on only death
only as we see all and respect
a different language a different look
all so new and beautiful
fall in love with everyone
one at a a time
i can feel you all in the wind
some in the sun
shine forth those whose time it is to shine
some are in the dark asking
is this mine, oh, is this mine
ill admire the rain and storms and
the smallest things in between
droplets of almost frozen rain
remind me of you and you and even
you
a certain song brings it back
a certain feeling rises up my neck
i reach for what used to lay next to me, comfortably.
gone. but i am not sad, i am still breathing. and if within my breath
you are there, come out and let's dance.
dance.
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This is some gorgeous, transcendental verse. Much of it aligns perfectly with the story I'm writing. Really well done.
ah thank you shawn. i appreciate you reading all of my entries. thank you.
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