Mystique giver.
Living to love life,
From Sunrise to midnight.
And teasing with delight to excite.
Has been born to explore and not ignore,
That which others may fear to adventure.
The unknown!
With a proving it shown it should not be feared.
Yet the mystique of the giver living to love life,
With an appetite for surprising uptight minds...
Confined to labels and definitions,
Seeks to redefine unwarranted acceptance to restrictions...
Limiting beliefs.
And eventually the mystique giver living to love life,
Survives through the critique when eyes are widened...
By those awakened from a deep unconscious sleep.
The mystique giver delivers and they soon wake up.
To realize and to recognize they've had enough...
Of restrictions.
And all the fiction.
The mystique giver delivers and they soon wake up.
To realize and to recognize they've had enough...
Of restrictions.
And all the fiction.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem