Lifting Lines Morphing Visions- P3:3

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changes, faith, health, inspiration, learning, lessons learned, life, life unfolding, observations, opportunity, thoughts, wellness

Listen, can you hear it?

Wait, can you feel it?

Quiet, its subtlety is sublime.

Listen, its faint vibration a fathomless expanse of wonder.

Wait, its opportunity an incomprehensible bliss.

Quiet, its meeting you long before you are even aware you beckoned it.

Listen and wait quietly for what is to be your second journey into the first time you allowed yourself to be.

Listen and wait quietly to unleash the wild wonderment of the fathomless you.

Lifting Lines Morphing Visions- P3:3

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changes, life, love, new beginning, truth

Silent despairing winter. Only magical thinking creates the light. Lives without thoughts or dreams welcome nothing but barren hearts.

Imagine sounds of a different ending. Images so conscious it is as if they are that of smoke.

And when the smoke clears it reveals that of love and attention. A new image of spring.

Celebrate the change of the season so as to sow the field of love allowing the heart to bear its blooms.

Lifting Lines Morphing Visions- P3:2

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individual, inspiration, life, light, love, observations, spirit, spirituality, wellness

The sun, at once ablaze

His expression

His mindset

His expression, silver sheen

His mindset, focused

His expression, radiant

A listening

A long pause

Are you forgetting

You’re forgetting

Denying time and place

Listen and understand the open voices

The light at once lets in all the heart needs to hear and all one needs to know

 

Lifting Lines Morphing Vision- 1:5:18

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humanity, life, love, Love Between Men, love for all, observations, poetry, truth

Recognizing Kinsman

I looked at his half smile. Fake to me. His eyes had a watery unfocused look. His words an unmistakeable lisp.

My kinsman.

He looked out. A transformed face. Our story. The pain.

Looking up at the sky, I was staring at him. Quietly staring at him.

I held his gaze.

So beautiful.

Holding hands.

It was then I realized the time of the stars.