Hominid Quest

Crossing the boundaries
Imposed by human thoughts,
Outstretched in infinity,
Yet at one with nothing,
One single desire,
One single motive,
One single spark
Holds by be-ing,
And gathers the light of the aeons,
My body left in a cocoon
Of luminosity beneath this astral place,
Unseen through waking eyes,
But sensed through the cords of space,
Extending out to touch the face of gods,
A mortal soul returned to Earth,
I awaken through this never-ending goal,
As another day is birthed.


12:19 PM 6/3/2013 ©

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This is my fav so far!!! Delving into our daily immersion into that other world we occupy and that shapes us in so many way. Excellent write!!!

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Thanks Beavis. Sleep is so

Thanks Beavis. Sleep is so rejuvenating. Nothing better for a tired body.


...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "