A Poem Today

July 11, 2015 / 0 comments

A poem today writes itself without paper or pen, in my heart.

A Piece of My Soul

July 11, 2015 / 0 comments

A piece of my soul trickles out in words; A piece of my heart-glowing images Rolls out steadily to eyes and tongues. Are these, my hopes, only strange mirages? Not just a thought, not just a weary wish, But a portion of essence fall, draining From inside out to divine consciousness. Desire of will on…

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