Sounds of an Indian drummer taking me away on a galloping
horse into tomorrow's sunset, filling my mind with wonder-
ful pictures of light and joy.
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Music cantering down avenues of daring and exciting consequences that bring feelings of achievement and accomplishment.
Teaching through an innate talent that's never-ending, unfolding all details and aspects that are being brought to the foreground right this moment.
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Getting in touch with inner feelings, finding an energy
that's growing exponentially with every mile traveled,
exciting and tantalizing an inner spirit.
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Life is filled with wonder and awe, giving us a map
to follow through destiny's pages.
Moving forward, taking steps into the future, heart
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Light, airy, vibrant and enticing, winds of fate blowing across
deserts of destiny in the ebony darkness of this life, exercise-
ing freedom through writing.
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Nature filling with inspiration, lifting spirits,
soaring into heavens of divine contemplation.
Signals of seasons opening up to an interior environ-
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Forces of destiny play their parts in our minds
and hearts, taking us by the hand to unknown
parts of our world, physically and emotionally.
Curbing our desires, our innate spirits take
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2: 14 p.m.
Living in and through each poem and book that has been
written, enjoying the environment that has been created
with an innate talent.
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Life does not come full circle, at times it is rectangular or square with no logic or sense to rhythms of life.
We fall between corners, are bewildered and lose our way.
Searching, finding our way interiorly, will set us straight in our circular circumference again.
Living as best we can without losing our ways completely.
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Entering a zone, filled with loud rocking music,
sating my soul, easing my mind as our future steps
onto the next shore of life.
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Saturated in times of life with
aesthetic woes, attempting to
conquer them with an imaginational
depth from inner realms and destiny's
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Movement turning and stirring my mind in a kettle of magic,
vaporizing into the atmosphere and falling by droplets into
thoughts of sublime destiny.
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Stretching upwards, touching feelings sitting alone, awaiting recognition from within.
Caressing a solo journey made through subconscious byways along life's unalterable destiny.
Finishing petals of grace, aligning themselves with a soulful beauty stemming from God's great mercy towards us, everlastingly.
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Enjoying the stillness of this morning, walking around
it's circumference, looking quietly at all that is
encircled within.
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Designs of destiny continually fall before inner sight,
gathering and collecting many tidbits of excellence,
adjusting and collating them to fit in picture puzzles
of life.
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Standing at the crossroads of destiny, wondering which
step will be closer to the life that is required.
Knowing only that it will always be filled with family,
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Rendezvousing in a circular desert, completely immersed within
destiny's table of contents.
Reading everything written, learning to follow intuition and
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Sounding the alarm, sending me into a frenzy of emotions,
not knowing which way to turn, heading downward into the
cisterns of earth, alone and forgotten.
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Inwardly finding strength through faith and hope,
being stubborn and having sheer will power in order
to continue living destiny that's for only one.
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Reaching interiorly for rhythms of divine masterpieces as
they flow from an inner waterfall, using senses altogether
so this spirit can touch the wonder of a silent end.
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Rhythmically flowing into deepest ravines and canyons,
taking all manner of intelligence into domains of
another world.
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Listlessly being swept away in the density of a clouded
destiny, not caring how it will affect me, just enjoying
the feeling of unknowingness, thrilling this mind of being.
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Charting programs of destiny in books of fate,
aligning them with articulate moments of speculation.
Charging them with ions of proclivity towards endings
in praise of God.
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Colors running through the clouds of destiny,
looking for their beginnings, set in precious
gems.
Reflecting mirror-like illusions of indefinite
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Silently sounding trumpets, leading parades through
mind tunnels, crawling along avenues of all my
yesterdays.
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Filling every day with tempos running faster,
brightening our days with it's thundering
notes.
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Abundant and lively visions dancing upon keys of an
interior piano, falling gently into this poetical
mind of purposeful destiny.
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Solitarily living a life of tranquility, keeping pace
with rhythms as they lead into a new destiny being
created while writing incessantly.
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Rustling messages from outskirts of memorable times,
spent once in yesterday's misspent youth.
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Meanings never saying what they're meant to.
Sliding by and catching on edges of night,
ripping apart the pieces already broken from
my heart.
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Intimidating sounds and musical possibilities surround, taking off like a jet leaving the runway, feeling pulsing beats of an instrumental thought being written on screens within.
Up and down measures of chords, taking pleasure and delight in the way they sound, their tempos explaining more about thought processes of the mind than what they are.
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Standing still, watching rhythm beat
it's life in tune with future diameters.
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Timing precisely with innuendoes of rhythm,
inventing creatively without thought.
Just putting abstracts together and making
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Crossing over borders and horizons of yesterday,
traveling forward also, into desert mountains of
the future.
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Stringently holding onto something that will not
let me go away, go on alone, a solo journey of one,
needed to find out how to get out of myself.
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Life comes and goes, taking us for a ride of happiness, difficulties and sorrow.
All the times we knew are gathered collectively in the palms of our minds.
Carefully, gently held, becoming a part of our earthly beings while we are present in our daily lives.
Lighting pathways, taking care of our directions, becoming meanings in patterns of life's destiny.
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Second guessing chance, hoping to beat it's odds and
come out on top.
Nowhere roads leading to starting points in circular directions, never ending in conclusions, never finding
any solutions to alter fate's paths of destiny.
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Singing sweetly, believing in ageless emotion, cogitating within.
Fulfilling fate with an open destiny, on pathways of twilight evenings spent alone with you.
Forgiving an everlasting lonesome love with empty promises made before your mind became muddled with the ashes of Alzheimer's.
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Deftly stepping on floors of spinning delight,
feeling the closeness of relatives from beyond,
joining me tonight in sweet melodies of happiness.
Serenity quietly calming my thoughts, bringing me
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Allowing musical rhythms to take up space in mind and intellect, enjoying how it resounds and bubbles in the atmosphere before hitting both eardrums simultaneously.
Recording every note, sound and tempo silently onto a photographic memory screen in order to never forget any-
thing of life on earth or in heaven.
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Sharing our lives here on earth with others we love and also
strangers that cross our paths, leaving an impression with
us about many new things.
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Living life in a spiritual sense, filled with faith, hope,
wonder and awe at everything in paths of destiny, creative-
ity held closely within.
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Awareness on another level is contemplative in nature.
Windows open unto vast expanses of unfounded reality,
pummeling it to the ground.
Uncharacteristic mind realms fight constantly for new directives,
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Windward endeavors slipping down hallways elusively,
hiding from reality as it follows closely on heels
of people's prayers.
Never-ending thought gently, yet persistently, grabs
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Play the piano inside your mind, touch the chords that'll make you
feel fine.
Dance upon the ivory with your bare feet and let concertos flow
through your body.
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Standing at edges of destiny, waiting for fulfillment to come into
being.
Realistically knowing it cannot be in our life time.
Having perfect silence, causing deafness to walk before me, stepping
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Reaching beyond what we have seen before,
now living constantly in His presence and
touching other's lives that we know nothing
about.
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