Father, I feel your death more keenly tonight than any
other since our last moments together here on earth.
Your absence scrapes against my heart, hurting so deep
...
Visions growing from my mind, taking me through the
lonely deserts without fear.
Wandering through all the mysterious sounds of
silence, giving the eccentric ideas of tomorrow a
...
Josh, sweet and tender disposition, sitting at edges
of eternity, listening to music being played by two
people he loves so much.
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Conversing with seniors we've never met before today.
Totally interesting people, one woman who was a
teenager when Stalin was in power and she and her
family were thrown into concentration camps and her
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Jousting memories from their constant straits,
taking them out of shadows, prodding them to
move around.
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Piles of brightly colored leaves fill my mind
with their crunchy textures and lively hues.
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Rugs of comfort settle on my process of thinking,
causing new approaches to writing.
Climbing ladders of successful artistic grace
becomes a total part of existence for my entire
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Watching signatures of life appear then become
invisible right in mid-air, completing a circle
of circumference in minds of delight.
Singing voicelessly through midnight eras brings
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Rushing to edges of every melody played in
sorrow's reality.
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Responding to the qualities waiting to be expressed
inside, holding onto their essences through all
these years.
Beautiful recollections of an entire lifetime
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