(personal) Black hole.
chadwick
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Heavenly this hole of skies, a massive cavity.
But beautifully violent light rays are sound.
Inward, perhaps upward, reflecting my soul.
The struggling life I’ve lived below before now, a crumbled ticking clock.
Loud now this flight, I’m wingless, and how?
Finally mine are now my own, this freedom is all the way beyond hunger.
I’m colliding with stars to fill my own black hole.
Oh it is heavenly.
But beautifully violent light rays are sound.
Inward, perhaps upward, reflecting my soul.
The struggling life I’ve lived below before now, a crumbled ticking clock.
Loud now this flight, I’m wingless, and how?
Finally mine are now my own, this freedom is all the way beyond hunger.
I’m colliding with stars to fill my own black hole.
Oh it is heavenly.
for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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yes it is.
traversing the astral plane to replenish spiritual & eternal aspects seems to be a lost art.
~p
keep em coming!!
you both write very well..
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce