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Post by angelmoonrise on Jan 22, 2014 7:11:14 GMT -5
Whispered words of sweet nothings born from tears Sought the wisdom of age from all of those years Within the words collected are the long-term fears And yet in the past people kept their distance Leaving the present within a trance, but from all of that, I took my stance.... wording these stanzas as they are Blending in the poise and posture sought to last For the words that now are surface based Come with distinct observation and an acquired taste But those that shed their protective shell, becomes The reluctant pearl of the true self, for its in the sea That remains just as the crystals reside in perfect trust That a discovery of their true selves will be made Without an opportunity with which to fade And as the pearl begins to shine, memories of mine Fade with time, replaced by happiness, healing And ultimate joy as this writer exclaims ‘oh boy!’ As the thoughts begin to spin a brighter tale The sun pours down its rays onto the whale Whose tail dips in and out of the foamy waves Whose ancient wisdom has seen better days To a land far and free where the truth is authority, Where peacefulness sighs no more mournful sorrows And leaves the readers yearning for more tomorrows.
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