Heart shaped Polly gone
26 August 2016
Handed down
Jewel of my Crown
Endless heads
Flower beds
Prairies tall as gardeners reek
Generations leak
Entrusted
To the mindless eyes
Decisions weigh
Mass unwise
Prairies fall as gardeners reap
Generations leap
Hands many
The traceless is One
Bring me back
My emblems
Shadows your darkness totems
From my dance all stems
Eyes cast down
Heavenly choices
The mind own
Heart bonded
Skies when questioned responded
With my purple hues
Speak to me
Of ageless morrows
Give me rhythm
Of your Heart
Wisdom my soul will impart
Into your twined suns
Ascension
Flight to the placeless
Elevate
Inside Frame
New geometry the game
Heart shaped Polly gone
Reading of the poem:
Mandara – Vas & Azam Ali
Saphyrro – Vas & Azam Ali
Prayer for Soleil – Vas & Azam Ali
It is hard to believe that 60 years ago I could prove Pythagoras’s theorem.
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The world is mathematically arranged. If you grasp the world then you’re still OK 🙂
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🙂
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Love! Love! Love!
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Thank you Jeffrey 🙂
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My pleasure 🙂
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Oh Polly, we hardly knew ye…
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Yes, poor Polly she heartly knew the world as the Germans would say 😀
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nice one, again. you have a way with words…cheers
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Thank you for your kind ones. Cheers
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Pleasure…cheers
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