Consequences challenged my erratic mind,
where choices ask beyond pain to find.
Journeys at the steeping gap, no way round,
decisions in ultimate courage found.
Exhausted mental delirium so raw,
sensing erratic happenstance as claw.
But day is still day by purpose grace promise,
remembering my close to you longish.
Particle of your spectrum soul virtue,
images of your divine will to pursue.
Creating miracles in miracles by the dream,
impossibility of all blaspheme.
Administrating your conscience will,
still stepping tones as reason to fill.
Being a part of your grace takes the scarifies,
your image so bright in my closed eyes.
Tears of happiness building the bridge,
taken my foot forward over the ridge.
She lies in slumber
pending release,
in Gaia’s womb.
Case of needles;
rutilated quartz,
hair of angels
contrives balance;
administrating pleasure and pain,
essence of yin and yang.
She blesses her own
with self-control,
willpower,
protection...
Mother Nature’s
anti-depressant
miracle;
strength of composition,
she is air and fire.
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