Diaphanous Dreamscape….

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I look back trying to find illumination…
Seeking my inspiration…
Pivotal points of perception…
I search for my words…
They’ve left me in the desert of my reality…

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Transport me to my dreamscape…
Let me reside there…
Where words float around me like butterflies of serenity…
Whispering promises of peace…
A balm to soothe my soul…
My self expression…needing release…aching for it…

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I search the depths of my heart…
I see the tears…
The sadness…
The scars I choose to wear inside…
Remembrance of days gone…memories packed away…

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I see with hindsight a succession of happenings…
I see the struggle…
The very battle for my sanity ~ end with the discovery of my voice…
My words…
Each little nuance distinctively mine…

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I see pieces of me creating my sanctuary…
My oasis built from the words woven in my mind…
All ways there waiting for me….
A bouquet of thought…

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 This is my diaphanous dreamscape…
A reflection of me…
My creation…
Born from the ashes of my former life…
Now the foundation on which I rebuild….
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Wipe Away My Tears…

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Melancholy descends…
Enveloping me…
Past and present collide…
Contemplation in the aftermath…

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Past…present…future…
Coalesce into conflicted confusion…

 I see the light faintly through the black of night…beckoning me to its peace…
I sit…ponder…feel…

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Tumultuous emotions inducing me to feel everything at once…
Happy, despair, joy, hope, fear…
The tears fall unwillingly…
They ignore my plea to stop…
Mirrored images recreate remembrance of every detail I’ve fought so hard to forget…

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Life is fleeting…
In a heartbeat everything changes…

My strength is a façade…a mask worn long enough to convince me of it’s transparent deception…

Please…wipe away my tears…
Be strong for me…

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Let me smile through to my soul…
Let that happiness waiting in the peripheral fill me once again…
Let the sunshine in…

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Soul Mates….

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It begins with One…

Connections made life expands…

Connections not made life takes on a whole new meaning…

Not being all one can be…

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Two become one through a Soul’s bond…

Epiphany lights the path to revelation…

Everything becomes possible…

Nothing can stop its unfathomable force…

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Love reveals all things…

Encouraging all impossibilities to depart…

Nurturing Dream’s inception…

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Love illuminates…

Nourishing inspiration that anything is indeed possible…

Belief…Encouragement…Faith that one can achieve anything…

Alone no longer creating inspiration’s fulfillment…

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Completion… Balance…Serenity…Peace…

In recognition of these…

Love’s companions…

One now has the impetus to conquer all dreams…

To bring those dreams to fruition…

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All because…

One had belief in the other…

Love surrounding each…

Infinite possibilities…

Soul Mates…

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Copyright © Christina Brownlee 2013

~ My Blessings ~ Review of 2012 ~

When I began this blog a little over 6 months ago. I honestly had no idea that anyone would be interested in it…that I would begin writing poetry…or that I would meet some of the most amazing incredible creative fantastic compassionate brilliant loving kind truly awesome people all over the world through this adventure.

When I count my blessings at the end of each year…this year took longer because I counted each of you…my most cherished new friends…kindred spirits…teachers…mentors…and so so very much more. 

Thank you sweet friends…for joining me in this journey and for allowing me to accompany you on yours! Here’s to 2013 and the new adventures we all shall have…the new friends we shall meet…and all we will share together. 

I hope each of you had a wonderful Christmas and New Year! My wish for you this year is joy, health, peace, happiness, and the blessing of friends to celebrate with you when your up and hold you up when you’re down.

♥ ~

Christina ~

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Undone…

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Procession of emotions…

Steady succession of thoughts, so rapid they are unfathomable…

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My mind begs surrender to illusion of peace.

Longing for tranquillity of thought creating serenity in my soul.

Momentary glimpses of how the scattered pieces will join together.

One by one a blurry picture of future is forged.

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The quest for answers takes me down the path of distraction…

Unexpected knowledge…

New pieces always adding to the potpourri of thought…

Mirage of the new world.

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Conflicted confusion invades serenity…

Discovered distraction surrounds me…where does it dwell?

More illusion or just a dream within a dream?

Did I unknowingly discover these new pieces?

Adding to the journey of solution…

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I close my eyes and ponder…

Trying to find answers…

They are not forthcoming…

Purposely hidden from me…

Faux reality…

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Surreal scenarios leave me aching for illumination…

Conflicted distraction my new companion.

The very lens through which I see myself.

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Tonight…

I am undone…

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copyright ©2012 Christina Brownlee

Sunshine…

“Far away in the sunshine are my highest aspirations.

I may not reach them,

but I can look up and see their beauty, believe in them,

and try to follow where they lead.”
~ Louisa May Alcott ~

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As I cast off every tendril of darkness that has enveloped me, threatening to strangle me for so very long…

wrapped me in fear, darkness, grief, anguish, helplessness, resentment, agony, sorrow, anger, bitterness…

I find myself striving, fighting, struggling, pushing to find the light, love, inspiration, joy, peace…

that has been stolen from me for so very very very long…

In the sweet kindness of new friendships and the steadfastness of old ones, encouraging words, connections with other hurting souls…

I find the light getting brighter…

brighter, more brilliant, more tangible…

the dark strangling tendrils are falling away one by one…

Yes, I can almost feel it…

I can almost touch the sunshine.

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©Copyright 2012 Christina Brownlee