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Music and relationship continued

On 2025.04.04, in "Music and relationship".
I wrote
"The thing was, I supposed to find a song,
Not to be given from someone.
This was the first time, 
It was strange and I wonder if it would happen again."

Well, it has not happened again,
And properly it would never be.
I had been playing Brahm lullaby
Ever since, but without singing it

To Be Continued?

People die and reappear
The same year through rebirth
I have noticed very clear
The same people walk on earth
Face type, character and laughter
Are the same, suppose they dream
The same dreams, before and after
The same places they esteem 
There’s one difference, however
They don’t know about revival
If they lived before or never
If it’s their first arrival
It's the mystery we

Purple Dreams in Other Realms Continued For Contest

Once upon a magical evening an enchanted fairy I happened to see 
dressed in a fantastical dress with  two dappled wings of lace,     
she shone like the midnight sun; 
I must confess, she looked rather whimsical  
sitting there by a green wooden door, waiting for your lore ! 

A Continued Dream from My Realm

As she raised her translucent, fairy’ish wing, allowing the moonbeams to pass through
the chiffon fluttered gleefully waving to the lightening bugs,
‘twas then the magic began;
To behold such elegance amidst the night
Caused me to ponder the fate of her, will you stay, dear sir?

Can a sight this luxurious continue to last I wondered while observing
the interchange

The Pharisee and the Publican continued Luke 18:11-14 part two

You that I am not like other men--extortioners, or even like this tax collector.
'I fast twice a week; I give tithes of all I possess.'  And the tax collector standing
afar off, would not so much raise his eyes to heaven, but beat his breast saying,"
Lord, be merciful to me a sinner!"  "I tell

The Butterfly continued

[As she drinks nectar from a flower, sweetness from heaven falls like dew  
anointed with a gentle rain amidst sun showers she appears as if on cue
 
Lifting her wings she lands on a Zinnia beneath a tinted sky of April blue 
flight of fancy fanning fast, fabulous marvel, she is beauty true on

To Those That Don't Understand - continued part 2

(continued from Part 1)


..To those that don't comprehend

No accident or by default
- WHY the world is; 
or has become insane, 
Inevitably of course 
we see that, 
There IS a Group to Blame, 
All bewildered commentary aside, 
It IS and has been owned, controlled, by those 
that are so, desperately so.. 

To not see, nor look

My music adventure continued

Wednesday, 2025.2.5 at 06:36:00. 
This morning at M Central,
The piano was yet available.
To save time, I wipe the keyboard clean. 
Then a tall firgure, walked up to me.
"There you are, we meet again".
Immediately, I greeted him with a smile and a bow
"Ohayo gozai maus. Today, I insist on hearing you play"
He grinned and bowed back
"Ohayo

Animals Continued

Prancing in laughs the menagerie,
all the animals stop by a tree;
No longer in a cage 
gone are masks full of rage;
They jump with balloons delightfully.

TO BE CONTINUED

They say, it is love
It should be unconditional 
In what way?
They say,it is honest
It should be the truth
In what?
Those are the questions that need to be asked,

It is the actions 
That reveals the truth 
Recomposing myself
It is the tongue 
That says the words
Landing on it
Am I loved?,

They say ,it is loyal 
It should be distinguished

continued

Chris,

Where have you been?

Why did you leave?

Did you find some?

You got anything?

You're flying and lying,
If you're lying you're flying huh?

You left your drivers license here,
Does that mean you're on a bike?

How much longer do you need to hit it?

I need some money.

to be continued

I read these letters I've written,
One was to be continued,
I must have been dreaming,
It made no sense.

Dreaming.

No one has three dresses,
the couple are strangers.
I'll never find them anyway,
the list.

Dreaming no more.

You do,
I do.
Why didn't he say some words like we do?

All was there,
no dress,
no shiny shoes,
no list,
no dreaming.

All was good.
Me,
You,
This Preacher,
His witnesses.

Witness His counsel he

Hope is the thing with feathers-- continued

"Hope is the thing with feathers—
That perches in my soul—
And sings the tune without the words—
And never stops—at all— "

Prayer is the thing with crosses
That, stationed in the heart,
Brings the Gospel, in few words
A contemplative start

To Be Continued

Even if we speak no more
My love for you I'll keep in store
On pause with much more room to grow
Invisible ink spells out, you know?
To look at me you wouldn't see
The love I hold inside of me
Expression that may take a while
I hide your kiss behind my smile

Can I be Your Favorite Story, continued

I choose to love you
I'll open myself up
Lay your hands against the saddle stitching of my spine
Find what's unwritten
Can you see me?
The words caught in between the lines
Moments of my life that lay wedged in the binding
 my heart where its hiding
I want to feel your graceful fingers dance across my pages
To see your eyes

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