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In The Beginning

upon the mountain

there is a song that sings

it starts as the sun begins to set

our bodies trans verge to a heavenly seen

stillness begins

all sound ceases 

the winds in their shifting phase converge in equal force

and for a moment they kiss and surrender to the nature of flow

giving birth to the evening breeze

The sun refracting its  rays through the edge of our outer most sphere

setting the mountain tops a blaze

The wonderous scene

it begins to paint upon the sky as if God himself is holding the brush

highlighting the edges of the clouds with colors that can't be dreamed

Here I stand 

not in the future

nor the past

Here I stand present and still

I stand in peace and unisen on this world among all living things

This moment is enough to believe

believe that I can be free 

free to reach out with a full loving hand

as was intended for our creation of woman and man

guided by a pure force without restraint

in this captivating stillness I see

the birds begin to sing 

and the grass begins to sway

and our twilight says good night to the sun and wishes him a good day

the first star that I see tonight

I wish I may 

I wish I might

Make a wish upon this star tonight 

With it I ask that Peace, Love, and Hope finds its way into the hearts of every mortal soul

giving each one their time to blossom and grow

and like the shifting breeze

move with its flow

 

 

◄ It Happens Between The Lines

On A Horse With No Name ►

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Laura Taylor

Thu 11th Apr 2019 14:14

Amen to that, brother ? Lovely poem. If it was mine, I'd cut down some of its middle, but it's not, so I won't ?

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