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 Nov 2014
Elioinai
You streaked me with your shining fingers,
And planted love inside my heart,
Your beauty in me softly lingers,
For fine music has become a part,
Of every living cell.
Dec 29, 2012
 Nov 2014
Elioinai
Such a tiny, soft pink thing,
Cradled in hands of gold,
Aching and yearning to be united,
To him which gave it birth,
Life so fragile in two palms,
Wispy breath and quiet sighs,
December 20, 2012
Life is on  warranty
Not on guarantee
Conditions apply
Expiry date .....
In celestial bar code
Illegible, Indelible
On terrestrial territory
 Nov 2014
Seher Seven
sometimes its hard
to remember the truth
since the truth is only
the present.
I can see how we
easily
lose grip of the memories.

regardless,
we are made of
star dust.
rock dust.
gold flecks.
titanium specks.

Dust to Dust
learn to trust in
the magic of things.

I've spent years in the desert
in dust storms
and in the heat.
the plants of the
desert
amaze me.
their leaves, so tiny.
resource management
is the skill of the desert.

when those haboobs
roll in, the world
goes dark.
(at least over the desert)
if we weren't in our little boxes,
our eyes would
burn from our own particles.
burn to see
the phenomenon the brain
coaxes us to believe.

Dust to Dust
learn to trust in
the magic of things.

we are star dust
learn to trust
in the magic of things.
Love is more said than done
Words and deeds differ
Love is universal fare
Not only one to one affair
Psychedelics abstract One's viewpoint
and thus give One an opportunity
to learn about things in a new light
including and especially Oneself;

It makes good sense that certain schools of thought
would seek to stamp them out.
It also makes sense that certain people
wouldn't be able to work them out;

They open many doors and windows
not all of which are desirable; many are scary,
but many are valuable if only One figures out
how One can learn from them.
 Nov 2014
skyblueandblack
Take me to a place down yonder
Where there are endless fields
And yellow daffodils
Where butterflies play
And mantises pray
Where the sun dares shine
Despite the deliberately blind

Take me to a place where I can wander
Aimlessly
Where there is no limit
To the time of day
And one needs not worry
What next to say

Extend your hand and lead me
And with your knowledge feed me
For wisdom knows no bounds
Where only nature surrounds

Enliven my spirit, enrich my soul
Encompass my life as one big whole
Take me where no being has gone before
Take me where there is always an open door

Take me to the other side of the rainbow
Then set me free to go
Where everything is as it first will seem
Where one may dream the impossible dream

Take me to a place down yonder
Where Solitude is not labeled squander
Where the meadows are green
And the air is clean

Where joy knows no barrier
And man knows no fear
Where the water is crystal clear
Where love overflows
And the wind gently blows

Where a little blue jay will land on my arm
And when I move to touch it
Will not fly away with alarm
Where sadness is never felt
And only tears of happiness are shed
Where no one has heard of a broken heart
Where there is no need for a brand new start

Take me to a place down yonder
A place you know only too well
And when you take me there.. leave me
Where nature will never deceive me
http://skyblueandblack.com/2009/06/04/a-place-down-yonder/
 Nov 2014
PrttyBrd
a memory
another life
the birth of time
a single being
ripped in two
thrown to earth
drawn together
through lifetimes
never whole in solitarium
through dimensions
across seas
generation after generation
a life unfulfilled
until united
in bliss
as One
11214
Happy Birthday
Alphabets are for pick up
Words are for set up
Sentences are for get up
We are for write up
Listen, life is a song
And the love, it's melody
You and I are quite different
Surely without any differences
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