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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required O to be the humble horizon that slumbers in restlessness, I grieve not for the magnolias that withered amidst cruel claws of chaotic cravings. I weep for the serene wildflower whispers that once upon a blood moon were lost in the eclipsed shadows. And when satellite sapphires flare with psychedelic streaks, I reminisce about the nights when stars scattered across the cursive cerulean, mirroring how my heart was engrossed in steel and silver, etched from egoistic eagerness, entangled in chiffon cupidity, where material illusions deluded my sky with gusts of greed, fixating my fingers to trace the blurred lines that shackled my bones from waltzing beyond the superficial borders formed by decayed boundaries. I long to be the auburn feathers of an eagle’s nest, crooning hypnotic hymns of nature, as I yearn to be the bluest b r e e z e ruffling above greying seas, where I can soar and swirl like a tameless albatross, embracing the essence of golden twilights, while my spirit serenades falcon fortitude, untying flatlined ornaments that weigh my weightless wings down. For I am more than the dreams I’ve forgotten, I am a mere magnet, hanging onto twinkling threads of peace and purity, nourishing rainless roots with herbs of hope to unlock the divine chakras that can see beyond diamond deceit and luminous lies. There, in the fields of astral awakening, floats the sacred truth of a heartbeat aching to be free from the fleeting notes of transient temptations~ luring my psyche to dance beneath an ephemeral aura of earthly creatures crawling through space and cosmic dust… But to be human is to be stranded in a landscape covered in flakes of wintry butterflies and summery fireflies, constantly gliding between the push and pull of magical moonflowers and mythical mantras~ emanating embers of love and lust, while my intuition ignites chamomile candles of consciousness, steering my silhouette to seek the pilgrims of silence, erasing impulsive footprints~ to imprint ethereal felicity, attaining euphoric breaths of blissfulness that the Almighty bestows in seraphic stillness… So let weary wisterias in wilted orchards sprout amidst the sunless spheres, as constellations weave scriptures of solace with colors of clarity, where nightingales recite clairvoyance and clairsentience in compassionate cadence, to transform clouds of doubt into a celestial canvas flowing with ceremonial ink…
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