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Fields of Heather
Lilac sky like ships sails over the surface of the sea
The heather was like tendrils of hair
Containing the breeze and the beauties
The latitudes of a being seeing what others cannot see
Or have seen but were incapable of seeing
As a transmigration of clouds drifted over the mind
And the heart took part in the drifting
Interlocutors in each chrysalis that hibernates and waits
Interlocked digits or alien appendages
Every connection you make is a connection without exception
Requiring your acknowledgement and attention
As the breeze frees each chrysalis with a passing questing kiss
And a translocation of place occurs in between and in the spaces
Where wings separated from themselves
To have knowledge and awareness maybe something like something
Maybe something like missing you if that is even possible
Maybe something like caring if that is admissible
Maybe something like waking up with a heart filled with white light
If that is permissible
Published 2nd Jun 2021
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2nd Jun 2021 8:28am
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3rd Jun 2021 10:26am
2nd Jun 2021 5:37pm
3rd Jun 2021 10:27am
2nd Jun 2021 7:25pm
This right here:
Every connection you make is a connection without exception
Requiring your acknowledgement and attention
Yes a thousand times. Connection goes beyond human or animal interaction, but to every living thing: plants, flowers, trees, and so forth, and so on. . . Perfectly stated.
Every connection you make is a connection without exception
Requiring your acknowledgement and attention
Yes a thousand times. Connection goes beyond human or animal interaction, but to every living thing: plants, flowers, trees, and so forth, and so on. . . Perfectly stated.
3rd Jun 2021 10:29am
