In the stillness of a quiet mind, breaths in harmony as free & kind.
A wondering of what's to be, who is this?
That is me !
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Things so beautiful, memories of
Long ago past.
Look to see, the illusions of the
Clouds & sky…
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Blessed are her rights, her face shines a continuance as life bright.
The morning dew kisses a rather graceful queen.
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It is said that beauty is a quality in which things have when they are good as objects of aesthetic contemplation, or as goods in loving production.
Truth is conceived in desirable relation to our intellect in recognition.
Truth is within our realization of intellect itself.
Is truth only recognized when we are to acknowledge it as so?
We may now meet with an understanding of infinite goodness, or the concept of the goodness of an infinite being.
Truth, goodness & beauty are all qualities held in our concept of an infinite being patiently waiting for us to realize God as so.
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As he waved the wand of life they fell back beyond possibilities
Yet stood there standing upon disbeliefs & built-up dreams
There are many in this vivid outcast, warping waves of
Mutilating reality reason in non-existence
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My thoughts grow in complacent immanence
Frolic angels come to admire in renascence
A subtle prophets tear descends a transparent ground of past reckoning
Sinking innocently for the roots of a sapphire rose
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Dreams are as the stars bright in your soul
Reflections in comfort lain upon the shoal
Shining silver desires in polite recite
A lover’s moon in sweeter delight
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As we are told
Walk the ancient halls of our enchanting dreams
Thoughts in gold
Weavers of light threading sun & moonbeam
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An opening of heart left somewhat ajar
Amatory blessings in healing upon a sounding afar
Satin whispers carry in violet dream
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The pain of a thousand lies buried deep
The loss of another tear & my soul cries for sleep
Symbolic thoughts entwine in mystical inversion
Diversive structure carries in rhythmic conversion
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