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I hear a fountain signal the afternoon. The pouring waters fueled a rush to my soul's energies. The smells of hot pavement and the feel of the beads of water Hit my body in waves of waking humidity. I felt my senses awaken, further, even though I was awake. My eyes needed to see the sun burrowing through the billowed clouds.. The sounds of children, below my floor, made a smile appear.. Upon a face muffled with heavy burdens.. I feel lighter, still, as my heart beats with fluid and lively sincerity... A mind once clouded by pain is now more alive and much more clear. The smell and look of the green grasses The city skyline and traffic moving Started a song in my joy that I was deeply, too it, grooving. It doesn't take much to create motion in a once stuck and motionless spirit Burdened down by question and worry... Now with Mother Nature's Calling... I can go forth, through this moment, in a brighter mood and a vision that is much more fluid with her light. A way that was cleared of humanity's  storm's debris And the way is much less, to my weary eyes now less burdened, much less blurry.
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Jun 3, 2017
Jun 3, 2017 at 5:57 PM UTC
kevin-michael-kappler
Sunshine and Movement
I hear a fountain signal the afternoon. The pouring waters fueled a rush to my soul's energies. The smells of hot pavement and the feel of the beads of water Hit my body in waves of waking humidity. I felt my senses awaken, further, even though I was awake. My eyes needed to see the sun burrowing through the billowed clouds.. The sounds of children, below my floor, made a smile appear.. Upon a face muffled with heavy burdens.. I feel lighter, still, as my heart beats with fluid and lively sincerity... A mind once clouded by pain is now more alive and much more clear. The smell and look of the green grasses The city skyline and traffic moving Started a song in my joy that I was deeply, too it, grooving. It doesn't take much to create motion in a once stuck and motionless spirit Burdened down by question and worry... Now with Mother Nature's Calling... I can go forth, through this moment, in a brighter mood and a vision that is much more fluid with her light. A way that was cleared of humanity's  storm's debris And the way is much less, to my weary eyes now less burdened, much less blurry.
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I awoke this morning with sick passing from my brain Dark dreams faded to the vision of a sunny day. My eyes stung as my lungs coughed out the insane Moments that flashed in my rem sleep Vultures trying to grab a dying vision..a soul…a morbid creep They missed as my soul escapes back to the waking hours. New breaths of a newer moment that are seeds sprouting into beautiful flowers​. Sipping a sweet soda, I sign in relief, to the promotion of ill faded moments…a warning? Yes. I am stronger, still. A soul strength muscled to another panic as the morning signals a fresh viewed attack.
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Jun 3, 2017
Jun 3, 2017 at 5:50 PM UTC
kevin-michael-kappler
Breathless
I awoke this morning with sick passing from my brain Dark dreams faded to the vision of a sunny day. My eyes stung as my lungs coughed out the insane Moments that flashed in my rem sleep Vultures trying to grab a dying vision..a soul…a morbid creep They missed as my soul escapes back to the waking hours. New breaths of a newer moment that are seeds sprouting into beautiful flowers​. Sipping a sweet soda, I sign in relief, to the promotion of ill faded moments…a warning? Yes. I am stronger, still. A soul strength muscled to another panic as the morning signals a fresh viewed attack.
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