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Somewhere in the realms between transcendence             and desire where the power of change always takes us higher there walks a poetess, who writes in spirit's muse her words curling up and out,                     wisps of smoke                         in celestial hues           She walks slowly through the heavens bringing down slices of enchanted spells and we can feel the pull of her grounding chants right down to         our very cells Her words reflect the workings of a potently spiritual mind connected to emotions in a binding so divine, into darkest ocean depths she brings forth points of light and wherever she steps no matter where she goes one feels her soul, so bright as it lifts us up into the spheres of music and words, spiraling in whorls where dust              and magic merge and as she walks through green, through mountains, rivers, forest her essence often glows in heat and coolness, in rush of creative flow And yes, while we feel this journey, these seeds being so beautifully sown we can take those words of wisdom and apply them          as our own
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Aug 23, 2016
Aug 23, 2016 at 1:48 AM UTC
She Walks Slowly
Somewhere in the realms between transcendence             and desire where the power of change always takes us higher there walks a poetess, who writes in spirit's muse her words curling up and out,                     wisps of smoke                         in celestial hues           She walks slowly through the heavens bringing down slices of enchanted spells and we can feel the pull of her grounding chants right down to         our very cells Her words reflect the workings of a potently spiritual mind connected to emotions in a binding so divine, into darkest ocean depths she brings forth points of light and wherever she steps no matter where she goes one feels her soul, so bright as it lifts us up into the spheres of music and words, spiraling in whorls where dust              and magic merge and as she walks through green, through mountains, rivers, forest her essence often glows in heat and coolness, in rush of creative flow And yes, while we feel this journey, these seeds being so beautifully sown we can take those words of wisdom and apply them          as our own
To my sweet and true friend, Jamadhi Verse:  thank you for consistently inspiring me, for your amazing phrases, for being there for me, both in poetry and in friendship love ya, soul sister Happy Birthday "So long, so deep...rivers will flow, will take you home" Black City Lights- Rivers https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XAexi790Mws
lora-lee
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Aug 23, 2016
Aug 23, 2016 at 1:48 AM UTC
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