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Taking a break, after a long walk
Reconstructing history in my mind…
laid back, sitting down
leaning with my back against a tree
in moments of reflection
lost as if a dream,
floating in a small boat
upon a quiet stream
As my thoughts pool then drift,
flowing on
Memories exploring visions,
things i’d hoped to see
Like sparks of moonlight
on the waters calling
in the night,
carried by my hearts desire
In the workshop of my fantasies
growing, each momentary pause
taken to reflect upon this course,
This will
of the selectively adaptable
soul
filled with wonder
and a history of life
searching for contributions,
for solutions for all things of necessity/convenience
Applied explorations of worlds
We collectively call science…
Yet, in the distance
we remain whores for violence
(And for those so killed, a moment of silence)
Stepping away once more
looking to the distant horizons
Exploring beyond the rich architecture
Of wondrous things
created by those, who
constructed the castles of kings
Learning, with cooperation
we can prevail over evil
To find myself in quiet moments, like this…
A vessel which to pour my spirit soul,
Inclined to entertain
A soliloquy to express myself to such depths
What current thoughts will bear…
The spirit sails, further still
pouring back
To the heart of the source…
With each prayer for another
to enter
Back into the garden
sharing in the light
Of worlds brought together,
understanding…
Merging into the universal stream
on a rising tide of consciousness
now, and ever being played
Crossing starlit seas
Seeking truth,
discovery
At our best,
approaching greatness
By the communion of our spirits…
Filled with love
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