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Mind Dance
Beautiful words as constant as breath Seep into my thoughts, permeate my mind Intoxicated, I float, weave…crave. Need. A soul to surrender with self-inflicted restraints Drawn to the altar; haven or sacrifice? Silence awakens me from this dream, balance flees Ancient instincts conflict with this life’s lessons learned Bound to the wisdom that has been my path Words are only words, even the most beautiful Until spoken again…
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![]() I want to think again of dangerous and noble things; I want to be light and frolicsome; I want to be improbable, beautiful and afraid of nothing as if I had wings Mary Oliver
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As a gallant heart begins the descent
A mysterious song begins to stir… “Deeper” she whispers… it is where I am There is such beauty here, only she knows. But as the path darkens, bravery wanes Stifling the air, now thinned with fear. Destruction lived here, Scattered remnants of a broken life evident… And faced with their own debris of battles won and lost Visions of beauty transform into instincts of salvation… …withdraw is protection for only one. Resolution in her veins, intention in her soul She finds a hiding place, deeper than the one before. And welcomes the distance that stills the noise So she can still hear Her beauty unsung
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![]() I want to think again of dangerous and noble things; I want to be light and frolicsome; I want to be improbable, beautiful and afraid of nothing as if I had wings Mary Oliver
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