Fly!
23 December 2015
Cry
Rivers
Flowing Heart
Juice me Tender
Quiet reckonings
Happiness etched in sand
Blowing winds will spare nothing
All memories scattered in the storms
Between shelters of fortune and drought
Life’s tempests rise often, subside sometimes
Open Heart is shield of those speaking rhymes
Winging Hearts to those who’ve been about
Of strangest tides of life their norms
From void’s cliffs to everything
Of higher much demand
The blue soul’s longings
Sweet surrender
Soul in Art
Quivers
Fly!
Virgin Black – Our wings are burning
Nice .
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Thanks 🙂
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Beautiful. May you soar.
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Thank you dear Tosha. May we all 🙂
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So beautiful dear friend ! Geetha , thankyou for all your blessings of inspiration …they have mattered so much to me this past year …merry Christmas dear one ….love , megxxx
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Thank you dearest Meg. Welcome and thank you for yours. I am glad for whatever good that transpired between us. Life itself is a blessing . Merry Christmas to you as well and to your loved ones. Much love. Geetha
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Beautiful words and ideas as always. I love the structure of this one, very unique. 🙂
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Thank you Eric. It is a beautiful form to work with. I just discovered it today, through Shiva (theshivasponder.wordpress.con) and really liked it so I tried it 🙂
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