Francis Pedraza
May 21 · 1 min read

I am sure no one can speak my secret language
I am sure my heart will always be wild and untamed
I am sure no word can still the storm raging within
I am sure no touch can stop my restless motion
I am sure that I am alone
And there is no one for me
On this wide earth

Explosions: Poetry

Every poem, an explosion. Spirit moves through all beings who let it. Move through me!

Francis Pedraza

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Is spirit moving?

Explosions: Poetry

Every poem, an explosion. Spirit moves through all beings who let it. Move through me!

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