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mel May 2018
do not resign
when you feel unaligned
just laugh with the flowers
they’ll listen each time
no matter the place
nature makes space
the rivers will welcome
the tears on your face
they know just how good
the salty waves taste
and if your tide runs dry
when no one’s near by
just pause and be still
with the Universe inside
where all the stars shine
and all answers hide
in the dimensions of you
beyond your human design
you have depth so Divine
the Universal humming
keep drumming to life
all due to rhythms
that you breathe
a l i v e
mel Apr 2018
all i
grew
affects
you too
and every
single plant
in bloom can
feel me move
when you blink
my world is new
the cosmos come
to life through you
+ all you do—for all
you see—is all of you
it’s all you
Poetic T Apr 2018
When I venture beyond the
            schemes of a
            hundredth breathes.

As each one that starts a year,
           culminating in the expiration
            of woeful expirations.

No one expects within there life time
             of exhales, that each one
will permeate counts lingers  beyond 100.

Collecting exaltations, that when
            timed, they'll never pass the
  hundredth moment of our lifetime.
mel Apr 2018
i am
a collection of
chaos and calmness
some may call it a mess
but what i see is depth
in the transparency
my soul has
met
mel Feb 2018
divine DNA
floods your cosmic-sea eyes
the universal humming
is drumming
inside
you breathe the cosmos alive
mel Feb 2018
i am no stranger to nostalgia
my lungs fill with flowers
that look like your eyes
i am surrounded by
seeds of your laugher
f l o u r i s h i n g
from flashbacks
clouding my mind
farewells can’t exist if
you grow in my spine
i am endlessly
e n t a n g l e d
in your passing  by
mel Jan 2018
(the)re is
something about the (way) they leave
that recalls (my)soul's eternities
something the (eyes can)not perceive
but is felt in every (hear)t that beats
i feel (you) all ~ c o l l e c t i v e l y
the way my eyes can hear you
mel Dec 2017
in a world this beauteous

words like
“pretty"
should be omitted
and replaced with
silence
closed eyes
and the humble understanding
that a fractal of All That Is
is All I Am

a divine sort of cosmic dividend
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