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Away from the white Stork feathers
Often seemed to be gentle breeze
On Kans grasses
Superficial white clouds
Small dinghies on the river
To navigate the life

Far away on the bridge
The Silent movement of the Brahminy kite
Southern breeze blew
Tilting the tall grasses toward the North
Leak of the light fell into the Kans,
Into the Soft green grasses

Sunlit mingled with light fog
Seek heavenly feeling
Without the knowledge
The lips Stir of

Walking beside the river
Barefooted
In the air Kestrel's mystic music
The river running with full of chime

What are the forms of you!
Thee bind me with deception!
What a Strange tune!
What those thirsty words!

So that I draw your image
Moving away from the shadows
Soft light blended with the estuary
Away,
Little by little,
To see your face
Like the rig of Ship

Behind the path
A magical dream
Seems like a White Shirt  
That I had left in the Kans grasses
Unburden my heart
With soft words or hard
Unseen unformed words
Like clay in a jar

What can my soul spring
But fountains of dreams
From the depth of divine
What will my muse bring

Unburden my heart
And set my mined free
Untainted by memories
Of the hell I have seen...
Traveler Tim
re to 04-17
 Apr 2015 Debbie Jean Embrey
anu
Be busy..
To be
Stress free.
~~
Where I stand
Hundreds of thousands of years,
I see
Among times, a time,
In the form of waves
repeatedly touch my feet on the shore

In one milliseconds
with the speed of light
I go to the back of time
response could kiss my ancestors forehead
Come back again
In front of you

I beg love to you
If you give
After a moment,
An angel carries me to Space
To learn the secrets of creation

I do not know where is the end of the road
not to return home
not even call you at all
But continuing with the dreams
Running from one end to the other end of the universe

Anywhere else in the thought
The outcome beyond what is love
Then Another bunch of waves
Seemed to push my feet again-
~~
@ Musfiq us shaleheen
~
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Claw
at the problem
till it’s so big
You can crawl inside.
~~
My two sides in the overflew
With ashes of universe
I then went to wind
With the whorl of time

You do not see me
Anyone else have indulged
May be History tells the truth
Again, can not say

Where is my existence
Thousands million years
which was washed
On the air
In water
Blood
Marrow

Changes in the pages of history
Interest
The clash
Dialectics
Who is going to look for the truth
Lying on the wind
Rode the wrong emotion
I lost myself

The known river
Seems unknown
The vast forest
The little free bird beside my window
Her song
Her dance
Does not want to play flute anymore
In
The mind
Soul

Strong wind of Strangers
The moment comes to pass
Era
Epoch
Whatever floats through years
Of her songs
Abstract tune

I who seek
The truth of the time
That flows into
The bottom of my heart
Draws a cosmic gravity
Yet waiting for a new Sunflower's bloom

~~
Mother please,

Give me the strength to carry your legacy
The words you left here are heavy
Loving the world never came easy

Mother please,

Keep the dust off my memory
I want to remember you fondly
In your entire excellence

Mother please,

May I have your hands
Something stronger than my torn flesh
A way to hold on a little longer

Mother please,

Allow me to see through this
One step more than I took yesterday
Another breathe through the lungs you created

Mother please,

I need you
Here with me
Always
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