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May 2016
When  shaded by the flowers isn't there still a bright side up above ,lost underneath ,life within brief glints of light leaving you alone
Can the beauty be so big it creates a dark shadow that leaves many blind ,from which side will the new light shine
Awash in Grandeur sometimes all that glitters is not gold ,old references often make no sense until after the charm has come and the harm has been done .breaking out is better, going froward setting out to roam
Edges are boundless journeys with little reward,  needing a life's compass to show a position not left wandering like a wild vine.

  Taking parts of a whole to become one will eventually leave a lot lacking ,making  us look for an unknown key
Evolving from lower levels from a core to an outer  crust ,beginning lives needing conditioning  before being crushed under falling leaves
Mellow moisture in shade being part of loam ,composting can be seen as introducing new levels of life, new wholeness from algae
A core obliviously internal, rising to  higher elevations, lava now seen as blood from a heart to the mind and eyes and skin something missing it still has needs .

Poets scream of life,love or savagery lurking ,unseen but felt as an emotional twitch, wishing to lessen the night bringing another level in sight
Lost in a labyrinth  ,under elevations whose peaks have reached a phase giving them an extra edge not yet allowed to silhouettes
Rain through roots to strengthen stems for wide leaves ,soft fronds ,petals for power drinking in the warmth of the Sun, the search goes on to fulfill our own plight.
Adding essence with a new gusto is now needed, bringing and breathing carbon dioxide  to eject oxygen, lives now casting new nets

A brazen bet to climb up or push out, letting layers of energy begin life's Genesis,  completion through true synthesis
A true cycle seeking completion gaining strength not to be cut short by anthers unworthy  anonymous  sickle
Not a plight but further strength for the flight ,from intake, finally feelings brought only by boldness  beautifully delicious
Now glowing richness enhanced with color,passion florets to fancy fruits ,paying deep dividends all met through  evolution
Harnessed with a simple collar the greatest restitution  ,now utilized with living respiration,  from a drop to a trickle .  R.C.
Maybe staying focused when left with little. Rick
wichitarick
Written by
wichitarick  wichita Kansas
(wichita Kansas)   
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