This World Poem by Simon Collins

This World

Rating: 5.0


Sometimes I pass through a doorway
To a world
In silent motion
As time breathes in and out of itself
Realms swirl and melt in perfect chaos
In this world
Thoughts and dreams merge
Realities image becomes a vapor
A translucent holographic mist dancing with the air
I become a spec of drifting dust sparkling in the sun ray
At one with the universe or singular at will
The air tenses and relaxes
Fluctuating with the pulsing sun
Love is the controller
The universal magician
I am love
In this world
I choose
My existence

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Pheko Motaung 16 May 2012

Outstanding! A very beautiful poem exquisitely penned by you at your very best.Wonderful

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Kasia Fedyk 16 May 2012

Beautiful Simon, just beautiful. Universal oneness, you are love. Love and Light.

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Ramdas Bhandarkar 15 May 2012

Beautiful! Fantastic expression of oneness

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