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Brian Persson Apr 2019
Wind whispers layers longways
and leaves let air along broken breezes
Sun sends scorches of hot hours
and warmth wavering with the world
Rain rolls to rivers on roads
and frays feelings felt and found
Moon man meandering to madness
and dripping drops of butterfly babies
Brian Persson Apr 2019
If you see a world with colors
but a mind without,
Open your eyes just a bit more
Brian Persson Mar 2019
They say true Beauty has no definition
No wonder I can’t find words to describe you
Brian Persson Feb 2019
the words that failed to reach a relationship with the abstract
the eyes that were blind to the inner workings of the soul
the mouth that was mute to the only ones who would listen
the human condition, forever cursed to obscure its own truth
Brian Persson Feb 2019
The human is a desirous being;
There is always a mountain to scale
sprawling lands to be blazed
powerful wilds to be tamed
The lust for discovery does not fail

Yet what the human seeks is never found
The adrenaline does not last, and takes more each time to return

Why?
because what human seeks is purpose
Brian Persson Feb 2019
The naked souls, when paired with one another, there is
a flight of the cold
a transfer of the warmth
and the creation of the healed

The unbroken minor chord
that rings into eternity
We are one, we are forever and ever one
Brian Persson Feb 2019
Our Mother is crying a soft, violent storm
Tears are falling with her cold mountains of white
as they collapse into her deep blue
Her fruits are falling off their life-vines

Her children don't take notice
After we tell each other:
"turn your head, she is fine",
we take from and poison her,
for our greed knows no limit

In Mother's pain she weeps for us as well
When the waters crash, when the flames consume,
we are the executioners who plead for mercy
All she does is ask for our love in return
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