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Psalms Of The Gifted
she
an apprentice
of infinity
an apostle
of the esoteric
shearing open
cosmic papyrus
to have
her holo-book
heiroglyphed in
sacred dust
he
a page turned
by winds of fate
superimposed
as rock
unturned on Gaia
rediscovered
in several chapters
through
shared conversations
with God
as sole witness
they
swing like
pendulums
between days of
future's past
searing away
barriers
of common tongues
embarking upon
exodus
through acts of
selflessness
relinquishing judgement
distinguishing
with clarity
what IT is to be
sacrificed by
elemental fire
entropy reigns
souls are
staked upon
the celestial pyre
burning before
the pantheon
lanterns illuminate
darkness
of the immediate
names are
spoken in
kindred ciphers
as whispered
echoes
graciously sewn
within
epochs of eternity
transcendence
moves in mists
of exhales
from lung to lung
through
tribal breathing
remembering yet
another life
another tale
told
in another realm
as time
marches on
through passings
of what is
reaped
Published 10th Oct 2017
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10th Oct 2017 11:10am
The irony of the title to what I was just about to message you about is eerie....
Fox's the Gifted...hope you've seen n I'm guessing you'd love...lol...Anywho
What more can I say about u dear bro?
By now it's obvious U R GIFTED! :)
Fox's the Gifted...hope you've seen n I'm guessing you'd love...lol...Anywho
What more can I say about u dear bro?
By now it's obvious U R GIFTED! :)
10th Oct 2017 4:50pm
dearest Naajir I am breathless
you are a master poet
who hears the tribal drums
& allows us for a moment to remember
past lives where we were one..
so beautiful..
love Crimsin
you are a master poet
who hears the tribal drums
& allows us for a moment to remember
past lives where we were one..
so beautiful..
love Crimsin
Firstly, the title is wonderfully compelling, Naajir. Secondly, while all the stanzas possess a layer of wisdom, those first two are divine.
The Yin/Yang of sharing.
The Yin/Yang of sharing.
11th Oct 2017 1:17pm
There is fire... in your belly, and a deep sense of knowing, the ancient ways !
Many, will never touch upon such depth, let alone immerse yourself in such, for it to then be externalised.
Precious ~ 👑🌷🌞🎈😎
Many, will never touch upon such depth, let alone immerse yourself in such, for it to then be externalised.
Precious ~ 👑🌷🌞🎈😎
