Roilynn brown Poems

The grandest of moments can be revealed in an instance of time.
Of that moment, the abundance, the simplicity, the depth becomes mine.
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The Sun,
action without motion,
perennial seasons exhaled with radiated breathe,
that renews the existence of the universe.
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We crawl, step, walk, run, fly,
then soar on a path we create.

Oh, that Destiny.
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As I look out of the window to the world,
sights are returned to me multiplexed.

I see simplicity refined from a magnitude of degrees,
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What I thought was broken, became the strength of what I am.
To know the strength of who I am,
I needed to know what was broken.
What was broken were the threads of Life.
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Is it sensible to be common,
average and usual?
Is it common to be sensible,
reasonable and logical?
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Memories, like a river,
floating on top of absorbent sand.

Streaming together,
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Passion begat, passion begone.
Death, true death, real death, which death.

Memories begat, memories begone.
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Senses open,
everything is received and captured,
all is retained in remembrance.
Experiences heighten,
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Are they a thing offered or taken?
Are they something asleep or awaken?
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