#NoPoo for Gabriel Book two -Invictus-
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18.11.2021
6am
#NoPoo
Heartspeaks
Dear Soul,
you left today
without packing your bags
I was still sleeping
a string of beads fallen besides my bed
here in this realm
among those who love you...
there was a stillness
and my poems spoke in hushed whispers
on this twelfth month
...I think of golden dusts
floating around in the valley
and bright reflections of the sky on cool lakes
I am thinking of rain on glass windows
and water-bore in waterfalls
the sunbeams in the morning
of sunflowers and roses
I think of unfinished poems and promised collaborations
I think of your voice
I'm thinking so many things
Soul,
the poems you left us are mementos from your heart
and I will tend your flame in my heart until I too reach the stars
...today will pass
and so will I
but our hearts and souls essence will live on in our poetry.
*tumodo kono koupusanku, Nung koguli timpu nga sundung tu oruhai...gopuson ku no tinan nu om potodoon Ku no ikau kumaa I'd libabou*
*Farewell my love, if I could turn back time, your journey to heaven would start after my embrace*
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"To question...to pick up any grain that feels to the self as truth-eternal learning- That is what I hope for" -Souladaretease 2014
you were
a fabulous caterpillar
so it's easy to imagine
the kind of butterfly
you've become
shine on
#NoPoo
you were
a fabulous caterpillar
so it's easy to imagine
the kind of butterfly
you've become
shine on
#NoPoo
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Along the Shore
Shifting sands
Along the seashore
Driftwoods
Broken seashells
Incessant waves
Lapping indifferently
On gravely shores
A jetty
Where boats dock
I think of you
Safe haven.
Along the seashore
Driftwoods
Broken seashells
Incessant waves
Lapping indifferently
On gravely shores
A jetty
Where boats dock
I think of you
Safe haven.
Written by Grace
(IDryad)
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