I‘m seeking sanctuary on the outskirts of words:
Amongst the sweetest melodies of spectral birds.
I want to grasp the Light that transcends the senses.
O I want to embrace the moon’s subtle caress,
And depict the endless weeping of pregnant skies:
Where grief & sorrow are mirrored myriad times.
I would like to perceive the potent roots of Spring
And portray the birth of a plethora of things.
I would like to experience Creation’s oneness.
Crude symbols cannot capture its’ teeming essence.
Dream Consciousness
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