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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required “You can’t stop the waves, but you can learn to surf.” - Jon Kabat-Zinn Time has an interesting way of revealing riveting narratives, embossed within ivory clams in raven letters, perhaps, it is the crippling kismet, that dahlia dreamers are shackled by society’s sanctimoniousness, but I still follow my roseate heart to swiftly lead this pristine paragon of moving minutes. I can hear the wanton wolves devour the magnanimous moon, transcribing unheard nocturnal tales, emanating through deep russet eyes of a silent stallion~ as I leave poetic footprints through heels of a black caviar horse by the nacreous shoreline. Someday, the sun will rise and allow me to embrace colors of you again, although torturous tentacles of marine monsters malevolently try to steal the soothing hope within my soul, from a thousand seas away. If only they knew, skies can reach beyond prancing peacock dreams emblazoning distant horizons, with a plethora of milky quartz, perfumed in whispers of lemongrass, reflecting silvery echoes of a cosmic whale’s conch shell, floating in an ancient bottle of antique emotions, anchored to the depths of bottomless oceans, where corals have our fate rewritten within chambered nautilus. So, wait for me when twilight dims, and meteor showers come crashing, to pour blazing stars upon lime green planktons, for my soul is surfing through aquatic realms, to find my homely sanctuary in your arms glossed in lavender balm, I breathe beneath seraphic spheres, devouring the ticking seconds, dancing to the wind that whispers in trembling tunes, unafraid and unshaken by the unknown. I live in the moment, celebrating the air that wraps me in wisteria warmth. The sun-soaked stairway to porcelain peacefulness, is to steer your heart, through the art of mindfulness.
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