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Thoughts in the Vacancies
My (Eyes)
Adjusted to the night -
Detecting traces of light
Gatherings of rain
Pulsated and became
Strange surfaces of a looking glass.
The breeze came alive
Leaves began to move and whisper
In this Axis Mundi all I saw was… Life
We’re all part of the same organism.
Adjusted to the night -
Detecting traces of light
Gatherings of rain
Pulsated and became
Strange surfaces of a looking glass.
The breeze came alive
Leaves began to move and whisper
In this Axis Mundi all I saw was… Life
We’re all part of the same organism.
Published 12th May 2021
Author's Note
Notes from the midnight of my backyard.
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10th Aug 2021 10:41am
The beauty you derive and poetically convey from your surroundings, is truly lovely, Cipher.
I am always happy to get lost a little bit and for a little while in your stylings.... ohh sigh....
Thoroughly enjoyable, my dear poet 🙏🏻
🌹-namaste
*wink
I am always happy to get lost a little bit and for a little while in your stylings.... ohh sigh....
Thoroughly enjoyable, my dear poet 🙏🏻
🌹-namaste
*wink
10th Aug 2021 11:08am
Hello my dear-dear Blu.
Such a lovely and beautiful comment.
Just a deep and sincere smile from the depths of my heart.
:)))
Such a lovely and beautiful comment.
Just a deep and sincere smile from the depths of my heart.
:)))
