Within Soul
9 March 2017
Beyond Mind
Lies a grid’s patchwork
It pulsates
Dominates
The Energy laminates
Windmills of the old
Copper Gold
Alchemist whispers
The frame terse
Brittle verse
Spells of brethren to rehearse
From core of the flame
Within Soul
Flies precision work
Needle’s eye
Guides my sigh
Lulling fumes where I rely
On your sense of scent
Reading of the poem:
Hidden Place – Björk
Pulsating, indeed, Geetha
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Thank you Derrick 🙂
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Cosmic, Geetha..
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Thank you Syl. Very much where I am these weeks 🙂
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You’re welcome and you are emitting a strong spiritual energy 🙂
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🙂
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I nominated you for the Versatile Writer Award. Thank you for the inspiration you bring through your words.
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Thank you for your lovely compliment and for the nomination but I don’t have the time to deal with awards so just put a link and I have already been nominated for this before.
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