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Lifting The Veil (With the lovely Sky_dancer)
Two shots,
whisky and rhyme
Two more,
hindsight and time
Chased down some Introspections
Woven between subtle connections
Vibrations felt through the very essence; time and space
Through fingertips,
heart and soul's boundless place
Just as the tide erases the footsteps of those previous wanders
of the astral shore
Cycles and circles beget universal seasons,
as pneuma; deathless endures
Illuminaries bridging dimensional rifts, beacons shining the path,
again
To a place of no destination,
lifting consciousness in patterns repeating, beyond pleasure,
outside of pain
Immortal,
ethereal,
sometime physical vacations.
Students?
Mentors... Always seekers and finders
Brothers and sisters of alchemic connection,
journey's companions,
dreams walkers and storm riders.
Little wings now spread;
dawn greets early birds
with a thousand smiles
First footing, path yields,
one step leads to a thousand miles
Just as the foals first steps,
uncertain shakey,
eventually gallops the grasslands,
free spirit
So too the path to freedom begins, uncertain,
unsure,
unseen in its incalculable limit
Only YOU have the power,
so..... Make the choice
whisky and rhyme
Two more,
hindsight and time
Chased down some Introspections
Woven between subtle connections
Vibrations felt through the very essence; time and space
Through fingertips,
heart and soul's boundless place
Just as the tide erases the footsteps of those previous wanders
of the astral shore
Cycles and circles beget universal seasons,
as pneuma; deathless endures
Illuminaries bridging dimensional rifts, beacons shining the path,
again
To a place of no destination,
lifting consciousness in patterns repeating, beyond pleasure,
outside of pain
Immortal,
ethereal,
sometime physical vacations.
Students?
Mentors... Always seekers and finders
Brothers and sisters of alchemic connection,
journey's companions,
dreams walkers and storm riders.
Little wings now spread;
dawn greets early birds
with a thousand smiles
First footing, path yields,
one step leads to a thousand miles
Just as the foals first steps,
uncertain shakey,
eventually gallops the grasslands,
free spirit
So too the path to freedom begins, uncertain,
unsure,
unseen in its incalculable limit
Only YOU have the power,
so..... Make the choice
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