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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required “as we passed her she did wilt which caused in us sense of guilt since our stance perhaps did cause to put her heart’s joy on pause though we’re gentle, not hostile we diminished her soul’s smile since our aura as she viewed scent of love did not exude” ~ Unseeking Seeker As the blues of summer gently kiss the silk-threaded seams of her soul, she shivers at the breeze ~ so distant, lacking the love beats of celestial bliss... She ~ the iridescence of a Swarovski swan, glazed in amethyst aurora ~ a silent seer, fragile feeler of the unseen that drifts within the fickle iris of the phasing Luna. Her soul speaks: I am her ~ the one who wilts emotionally but never spiritually from the wistful touch of searing stillness; for intention, detached from intuition, compassion devoid of authentic vibration, like raining ashes and hailstones, a smile without warmth, a gesture that glides, shall stain the skin of glass ripples, engrossed in emeralds of empathy, perceiving the piercing threads within pensive twilight ~ frequency of flames flickering from the fairy-dusted wand of the empyrean, amidst the violet veil that hides the blinding darkness within fields of energy. In the presence of kind fate, tying the twinkling embers of constellations within the inner conscience, infused with guilty sparks shooting on impulse across neon neurons, like internal dialogues with words ~ unwritten, with thoughts ~ unsaid, there, I hear your unspoken apologies, and I forgive the scentless roses blooming in the backyard of your subconscious states, oblivious to the significance of zen and the harmonious ringing of complete composure… And in quiescence, when the cold contours within the cracked chambers of your heart ricochet in refrains, pushing me toward an aching abyss ~ I mirror the silver of frostbitten stars, lacking a sincere pulse of light and love, gentle, not hostile, placing a rune that drained the enlightened chakras… O sanctified star-clover fill my soul with mercy, incense the air with musks of clemency, let love be the music emanating meticulous melodies to illuminate the weathered, to soften the sorrow, to lift the heaviness from hanging horizons in mindfulness with devotions, an awakening to a magnetic meadow of magic, words woven with earnestness and realness… I forgive the innocent shift of energy flowing through silence like rivers of dried roses ~ for even the moon had to learn how to rise....
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