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Sunday, May 3, 2015

Vibrations . . .



A garden in France - Eyrignac


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the universe
a glad place . . . sad . . .
eternally vibrating
 . . . its song as a dance . . .
waves leap and soar
jiggling and wiggling . . .
my hand touches light . .  holding it back
like water it drips through my fingers . .
exploring . .  exploding
vibrating through space . . .
the stars
on their course
are mere vibrations . . . a nucleus,
old universe cast offs . . .
building my body . .
to jump
and sway . . . vibrate to the music . ..


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Trance with a silver glow . .. the beat is strong and the melody is brilliant . .. 
soft . . . and enticing . . .



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Rain falls . . . dancing through the storm . . .
water molecules vibrating through the thousand nights . . .
life is energy and the music feeds the soul  . . .




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The song of birds shred the morning air
and the sound of music follows with soft clouds
interspersed through the rising sun . . .
night sleeps and the moon slips over the mountains . . .



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an acoustic guitar rambles through the night . . . dreaming of life and the year behind
and all the little sunbeams fall
to brighten those days . . .


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sincere dreams . ..  left alone
under the front porch . . .
of the abode of the gods . . .
becoming beautiful and dreamy . . .
as the long for the open skies . . . and mossy roots . . 



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So beautiful . . . like a trip through life . .  
humanity looks
to the stars and the depths of the seas
to find it's gods . . .  and sees
that they are just as lost . . . as all the
rest of creation.  



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I find on the darkened pathway . . 
the end of all roads
and there a light leads me
to a picture of you .. ..
deep in the soul searching melody
a heart of sorrow bleeds
and is only lifted by the song of surrender
and a still bright picture of you  . . . 




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Walking in other's moccasins . . .
Dreaming the song of Hope . . the stars
catch our hearts . .
holding them inside their burning darkness . . .
follow the trail there
follow it close . . .





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