Resonating Echo…

resonating echo
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Thoughts pause, reflect and grow,
suspended in the afterward…
Enveloped and suffused by the power,
the sum of thought and emotion words evoke…
There can be no full stop, for if there were the resonating echo could not,
would not, be felt as intended…as hoped…
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It would not ripple across the ebbs and flows of inspiration…
the manifestation of their inception…
No, they must be allowed to continue on…
To ride the waves of Soul’s ocean…
Its Tides of Thought…
Reflecting the enigmatic visceral emotions
in the heart in each of us…
In all of us…
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Let it roam…
Bird in flight…
Skimming rainbows…
Kaleidoscope of starlight…
Clouds of wonder…
Beginning with me… finishing with you…
Circle of completion…
In perpetuum…
This…
Is what fills my ellipses…
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Inspiration’s Impetus….

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Imagination's Impetus

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Descending decadently upon me…

At times overwhelming me with insistence…

Filling me with words long forgotten in the depths of my mind…

There they dwell…waiting to be remembered…

Discovered again with joyous exuberance…

Longing to be joined to one another in a form solely mine…

Wholly me…in essence…in words…

Expression of my soul sent out into the world…

Representation of my hopes…my dreams…

Magical machinations continually moving…rearranging…

Birth of my voice in silence…

Imagination’s Impetus awakened…

Fueled by memories…experiences…

Dreams that have and have yet to come…

Their requirements are that their union be unique…

That they get to represent me…

Expressing me in ways I never could…

Until now…

They fight for their ultimate freedom…yearning to roam…to leave me…

Their departure evokes new combinations

unceasingly born and born again…

Be still…

Wait…

Listen…

Feel…

Write…

Only then can I truly be free…

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Edge of Peripheral…

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Peripheral

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I can almost see you
I know I don’t know you…
Simultaneously, I know everything about you…
You are in my dreams…
In my thoughts…
We meet there occasionally…
There is the known and unknown…
That magical seductive dance that ignites my imagination…
Recognition….
There you are…
Waiting for me…
On the edge of peripheral…

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Tell me…

“Speak to me in riddles…

              Speak to me in rhymes…

                              Your words keep me alive…”

~ Sarah McLachlan ~

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Tell me your story…

The one etched in your heart…

The one that makes you hope, laugh, cry…

You can trust me…

I’m always here for you…

In all ways…

Tell me your dreams…

You’re secret desires…

The ones you hide..

Tell me you feel me…

Tell me you know me…

Show me it’s true…

Not a figment of my desirous imagination…

Tell me…

Because I’m someone like you…

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