Intrigue
Crawling through a space. A small window. Creating a world of heavy spheres. Locating only the tiniest seed. Where will we all begin?
Life in itself is created. Making and molding us to what a nice apparition. We sit and wait till we let someone else decide who we are. Why not venture out into the cold and see past the veil everyone holds over us.
Distance calls. Beckons us to explore but we remain loyal. Faithful to those we call family. Staying close never opening our minds to what is calling.
Moments I hold dear. Caress my mind with grand escapades. Views of places my dreams show vividly. Scorching my eyes with shades of the rainbow.
A line of shouts sending messages throughout my body. Thunder chilling me down.
Ice streaming into my bones. Longingly I send my hellos to those who wished a familiar face. Slowly I fade with nature's love.
Lost my mind. Senses whacked. Despite what has gathered the floating sensations greet me around the corner. I close my eyes. Seek the calm in the midst of the ruckus. I see a gray field of blooms. They sway in the wind. Feeling the dirt between my toes. Cool and refreshing.
I tell myself to soar until I reach the low valley between the great mountains. There just sit and wait for the sun to shine. Caress my body with the warmth. Kill the desperation I had been having an anxiety about.
Feeling her rays thaw me through and through. The jolt awakens my mind. Making all decisions clear.
I am who I must be. Rather be given the direction or chosen. I make it what I want not others. Be my boldness. She is known for her colors.
Paint the petals on the wind. Fair. Falling. Gentle fingers wisp in the air. The picture created is the grandest. Most prized piece. Yet all those see -- see nothing. A blank canvas. Not I.
The rain forest is shy compared to the grandeur of her talent.
Laugh if you may.
Gossip if you must.
Just remember we all will have our moment. Be not a judge but an admirer..
Little by little time will fit the pieces together and we all will gather. Time and patience with ourselves will avail.
Most gently our hearts will speak.
I grant one thought. Vivid are my eyes. Open to the world. Don't shut me out for the way I am to be.
Life in itself is created. Making and molding us to what a nice apparition. We sit and wait till we let someone else decide who we are. Why not venture out into the cold and see past the veil everyone holds over us.
Distance calls. Beckons us to explore but we remain loyal. Faithful to those we call family. Staying close never opening our minds to what is calling.
Moments I hold dear. Caress my mind with grand escapades. Views of places my dreams show vividly. Scorching my eyes with shades of the rainbow.
A line of shouts sending messages throughout my body. Thunder chilling me down.
Ice streaming into my bones. Longingly I send my hellos to those who wished a familiar face. Slowly I fade with nature's love.
Lost my mind. Senses whacked. Despite what has gathered the floating sensations greet me around the corner. I close my eyes. Seek the calm in the midst of the ruckus. I see a gray field of blooms. They sway in the wind. Feeling the dirt between my toes. Cool and refreshing.
I tell myself to soar until I reach the low valley between the great mountains. There just sit and wait for the sun to shine. Caress my body with the warmth. Kill the desperation I had been having an anxiety about.
Feeling her rays thaw me through and through. The jolt awakens my mind. Making all decisions clear.
I am who I must be. Rather be given the direction or chosen. I make it what I want not others. Be my boldness. She is known for her colors.
Paint the petals on the wind. Fair. Falling. Gentle fingers wisp in the air. The picture created is the grandest. Most prized piece. Yet all those see -- see nothing. A blank canvas. Not I.
The rain forest is shy compared to the grandeur of her talent.
Laugh if you may.
Gossip if you must.
Just remember we all will have our moment. Be not a judge but an admirer..
Little by little time will fit the pieces together and we all will gather. Time and patience with ourselves will avail.
Most gently our hearts will speak.
I grant one thought. Vivid are my eyes. Open to the world. Don't shut me out for the way I am to be.
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