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Nov 2018
As I romp in hallways of a human body,
my time is limited before
I return to road of universe.

I partake in tasty treats to digest with smiles.
Swim in waters of emotions that wash old wounds.
Meet friends and foe to teach compassion.
Fly in dancing steps gracefully
and sing like birds to echo against ear walls.

As I move I slowly put pieces together
to understand who I am.
Recalling my purpose and divinity.
Spreading on life’s canvas as artist with paint of love.
Resting to smell the rose perfumes in air of wind.
And find doorways into heart,
where no ego lingers.

Yes as I romp. I connect
in tears that lead to rainbow thoughts.
Dreams that give abundance of breath.
Gratitude that vibrates in cells delicately.
See animals that mirror dedication
And move in playground
where God’s presence is everywhere.

Oh! what a gift journey
to gather memories inside
many a trial and tribulations.

Oh what grand humanoid experience
to process and bring back to soul.
Saw word romp and  after connecting to my poet wizard guide...a poem was born
Star BG
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Star BG  66/F/New York
(66/F/New York)   
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