Mind’s tendrils
nailing the target
course reset
no regret
The hand on my heart measure
of pulsing leisure
Within eye
the whispering trees
build gardens
of morrows
bridges of new intentions
my bosom crosses
The journey
a flight within reeds
Ticking clock
awaits none
Elementary treasures
growing from the shrubs
Untangling
sister’s weaving spun
through the heat
that melts all
A riddle for mind to fall
A tale to recall
Adventure
the soul has begun
within joints
it anoints
hands drawing cardinal points
spaces the eye seeks
The light flows
within my body
It quivers
in rivers
messages it delivers
to cradle of light
Messiah Project - Region Of Darkness, Cradle Of Light
Thank you Derrick. I was off during a long time as I had contracted covid and a pneumonia but am slowly getting back to my blog and to reading the blogs of other people.
A wonderful piece of writing!
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Thank you Malkie
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I was just thinking how well this flows – then I came to the last verse. So well penned, Geetha
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Thank you Derrick. I was off during a long time as I had contracted covid and a pneumonia but am slowly getting back to my blog and to reading the blogs of other people.
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You will see on one of my responses to your comments that I had been worried about you. So pleased you are recovering.
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Thank you 🙂
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