POETRY
A Life of Love and Light
A Daily Meditation
Give chase to the wind
where the divine and winged
live.
Grab hold of Time’s hand
and ask it to stop again
and give
From its cup which
overfloweth, ripe with plenty,
like always.
Give chase to the wind
where the divine and winged
live.
Grab hold of Time’s hand
and ask it to stop again
and give
From its cup which
overfloweth, ripe with plenty,
like always.
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I love to rhyme, often sensually. I have to write, otherwise insanity. I leave my heart on paper. Feel free to feel my feels. I comment lovingly and completely.