March 26, 2005
Through crystal eyes spin
the ever changing secrets of the wind
on song flies the whisper
searching for its perch
where will you go?
when all things come
what will you do?
when freedom comes in
thrust into the core
is the seed of this thought
is the twinkling of the mystery
within your grasp
held
touched
expelled with the force of the strongest wind
strands of light
compile the mass
turning
there it shall be
yours
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Elementals of Life
PoetryThe jumble of things in our minds sometimes needs to come out.