WITH SIGHT CAST TO............................

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JOURNAL #27

thoughts

flowerpots of eternal bloom

flowing over forth

corners that constantly long to be

the bright beautiful ceilings they uphold

colors of such influential textures

time

the teacher of true hearts

belief

rolling around in a pocket

lined by perpetual darkness

lean on the soul

trust always the truth

that regenerates

where the flawed human eyes

can never hope to even ask

life beyond today

with sight cast to

the next reality

that does not require

hearts to beat

nor lungs to breathe

just beings

we can hardly imagine

to just BE................

(written May 12, 2002 345pm)

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