When I look I AM rich
Breathing out I see gold
With open eyes the space between is magnified
The irony of separateness unfolds
In space I am whole
A liquid world of intelligent light
Alive with action indiscriminate
Only purpose being
The weave like toffee like threads of water
All spices and colours are but a reflection of the truth I see
When I look
All That Glitters Is Not Gold
it is all just bullshit anyway.....
Your Brain is a Radio that Does What its Told
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JEFF CALLAWAY
Darkness, delusion, smeared with a stick of butter and laughter. Words collide, they bring forth death!
Pain goes in, love comes out.
well, come on in. bite. chew. spit.
beautiful poetry.
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thanks becky x
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Each time I read it, a different word stands out!
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Well that makes my heart very happy!
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A liquid world of intelligent light… LOVE IT!
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A little confidence goes a long way!
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It sure does, always building the confidence with each uncomfortable new adventure! x
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Lovely poem / words…thanks for sharing! God Bless 🙂
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Reblogged this on AscensionForYou's Blog and commented:
Lovely poem indeed!
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thankyou so much!
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