Word's explain the meaning of the soul, bound by eternity as they form within the beauty of creation. It starts with a thought, dancing with the utter intention to bring life or death with sound. Imagine, the peaceful music made of water flowing within, becoming one with the wind as it caresses the surface of intention.
Moving, and leading with grace and satisfaction... Hear the sound of dragonflies dancing upon the water as if fairies existed, and felt it necessary to create ripples of music. As if time held no voice, no physical change. Frozen in a world filled with life, but outcast due to difference, alone with your thoughts. Given the un-measurable time to ponder, hear, and see life un-fold before you.
Would it be a gift?
To live for eternity?
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PoetryWith a history unknown, shall thy truth of thus past grace thy generation of thus day and age? As thy decade upon decade escapes thy time encased tranquility. Is thus spoken to be of physicality or only part of thy mentality? As of molded thought ha...
