Forces
Forces
Repressive chains come in, on progressive waves,
shackling emotional gold, – energy projecting,
life’s forces – reaching out to holistic arms’
bringing back together, that which has particeled.
Geometric progression – images of – prognosticated
that the source will shatter, like a million mirrors,
into a billion reflective fragments – partials of,
what can not be separated from the whole.
This universe, nothing but a black hole !, for this soul
where the pieces of, will not come together, coalesce,
just remain, refracted energy, projected through prisms
of indifference, rainbows, this life, becoming prisoners of.
Love’s journey towards – reaches back to become whole
holographic images – a life imbued – wanting to know.
B. J. “A” 2
April 2nd 2008
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