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It was shallow water, rippling
a watery moon quivering
on the surface seen
It was night fire
burning water into steam
gray smoke screened
It was willful drowning
upon a lily bed of lies
parched a wilted garden
slowly withers, dies
To all who stop by here to read this poem and to those who have left comments, I thank you for your every kindness.
XO
I
am
not
who I
once was
I am free to
live this life for
you and you alone
I am here to stand up
and run here at your side
So let us run
Let us take that step and never
go back to this world I will leave
I will let go off the tears and the cries
So let us run
To a world of greatness where
you will stand at my side to
give me the love I have
longed since the day
you held my hand
I long to see the
great things
you will
do in
me!
!!!
!!
!
I am the sun, I am the air
I am the dirt, I am human

I have the right to grow
and to stand in the rain

Things will always happen
and my hope will stay strong

I am one, I am spoken
I am real, I am chosen

Things will be sometimes strange
and I will always look for meaning

I have the right to learn
and to choose, what I want to choose

I am me, I am strong
I am week, I am bleak

To fight for what I want
and to cry, when I want to cry

I am my own person who can think
and I will live, the way I want to live

to grow, to learn
to know, to love

To be attracted to that one certain person
and I will love, who I want to love

To find what I am looking for
and to do, what I want to do

I will try, I will die
i will cherish, I will fly
Spring is going to back
Silently dropping  the purple petals  
Bored noon,  
The melancholy flute's of Shepherd
Seeking the missing spring

Roll up,
Roll around the idle noon
Random impulsive air
Bunch of dark clouds at the sky
Pensive
Seem illusion of that known
Pied crested Cuckoo

Beyond the horizon,  
The eyes looking for
Sounds (Tip Tip) of the sudden drops of rain,
On the leaves of Quail,
Washing
Differentiation of mind

On the leaves of Arum,
Ever Keeps as the containers
Integrating
Concentrating 
Compiling of soul 

Weird one wrapped in mystery
Mind
Life
Seasons

Coming up the lyrics of rain
Fusion with thy mystic music
Afternoon has grown heavier  
How my mind moves!

Chased away birds returning home
The heart is rapidly expanded
Rain continues to move around
Nature demands a new ground

Looping, hearing of the same song
Shadows filling with the feelings
Perhaps this change of thy
Bound to sketch
A new face of impression
*weird one wrapped in mystery*

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like a wraith your smoke doth rise
into sulphur yellow skies
a fiery raptor... awesome sized
where the sultry brimstone lies.

from the ash... so grey and dry
erupting with a piercing cry
as volcanoes steam and sigh
dancing on the sparks you fly!

the devil mounts your back to ride
over molten rivers wide
his golden spurs dig in your side
on the thermals... up you glide!

then you turn and make a dive
into the flames
where you may thrive
born of fire you survive
you were dead...

but now ALIVE!!!


soulsurvivor
(c) 2014
rewritten
(c) 3-17-2015
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