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Jan 2016
Release sound from throat
Voice travels down the gaping void
Release sound from throat
Release words of rote
Release the remote
You have no control
It's all but an
Echo

Lucid and high
Tethered to the ground
Touching the sky
I don't know why
I smile or cry
I'm a nebulous cloud
My appearance is but a shroud
I turn from the vow
Towards the abyss
I hear my
Echo,
Bliss

Persist, Resist
What do I object
If it's all but a mist?
Why raise fist
When mere dust and stars am I
One day to return to Source
In the sky

I don't know why,
I don't know how
Nature music spills through reality
Dampened senses are closed portals
To experiencing Life in it's entirety

Love it when there are no words
No rhyme
Revert to a timeless time
Or reason

I truly know
Where the river flows
I must follow it
Run after it
I mustn't lose it's essence
But I cannot catch it
I can never...

Arms open
To the void,
Bliss,
God,
Life,
Beauty,
I am grateful

All I am is,
An
*Echo
River
Written by
River
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