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Burst

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Sunrise held on to

Her gold

And silver hues

Mighty well this morning,

Until

Bursting forth with the power of

her glorious light,

All else relented and bowed

Upon her return.

Warmth and brilliance now

Bathe my body and dance with my soul.

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Cosmos

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An atomic collision

Inevitable,

Particles

Suspended

In

Time itself.

Immersed inside,

Us

Entwined

Heart, soul and mind.

We pull and push in the great design

Creating

A primal song

Sublime.

Humming and strumming,

Torn apart atom by atom as we

Feel the turmoil,

As

Cells are scattered in every direction.

Atoms split into

Millions of pieces,

To be reborn

As we approach.

These

Hearts were synchronized in all places and times.

Pre existing magnetism brings us

Closer in a direction unknown.

Now pulled through

The black hole.

Dancing in the ride with the things we feel,

The sights we see.

Exploding as we are

Ejected on the other side.

Welcome to

Another plane.

Welcome to life.

Breathe in the cosmos.

Share

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Share your song love

Whether sad or

Happy;

Anything in between.

Sing, dance and see.

Break hearts and minds open as only you can

With your gifts.

Your

Tones,

Your beat

Reverberate.

Move your feet.

Laugh out loud.

Observe.

Let the tears flow,

Let your body go, move to your rhythm.

Your vibration,

Let it travel;

Let it flow,

Let it go.

The love you share heals.

You are the gift itself.

We are gifts.

Dreams

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Yesterday.

What’s done is done.

This moment,

What is yet to come.

My mind keeps

Digging,

Burying

And wondering.

Remembering,

Creating

And forgetting.

Let sleep come none to soon

And carry me to dreamland

Where no one

Restrains these

Thoughts.

These imaginings and reminiscings in

Sweet, vivid colors

As I dance through fallen

And falling leaves in the deep

Magical forest.

Snowflake flurries.

My amusement and joy magnified

In kaleidoscopic colors and melodies.

Peaceful

Joy.

Peaceful breaths.

Home

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My home stars keep calling my name.

Traveling the speed of light through cosmic storms

I visit them in my dreams.

I am merely a newborn awakening to wonders and strife. How cold the air on my skin, how the sun stings my eyes.

My mind gets earth drenched; fatigued translating language from there to here.

Most often I do not make sense when I speak though it sounds right in my head.

So much gets lost between soul and mind

As I try to enunciate and pronounce this love of all.

My heart beat fills my veins with a stirring and my lungs breathe an endless breath.

I watch and I smile feeling love flow through me; i am and never was empty for this

Is infinite and continuous.

Few see that all is translated in the stillness, that it Is always love, as we call it.

For it truly is more than love and that is why  so many continue to try and define it.

It is more than a flat word or a mere voice and that is why we struggle so; to capture and constrain this cannot be done. It will not fit in a container.

There is no human word to encompass love.

And so the writers write and the singers sing.

The dancers dance and the dreamers dream.

Every one of us ponder

On and on and on

Of love.

Universal Beat

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When I Move,

When I dance, sing or speak,

I am all countries

And language recalls the root of one.

I am the beauty of the stillness in every flowing moment,

More than

A galaxy believed to be contained

And constructed in the mind.

For music

Is

Soul speak

And rhythm

Is the

Universal ancestral beat

Echoing

From the beginning to the future existing beyond.

More than mere cosmos conception.

Hear it. Be.

Infinite resonation.

Alternate celestial awakenings.

Harmonious cell vibration.

Close your eyes and become.

Welcome ascension.

Untethered.

Last Time

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Black off the shoulder dress,

Patterned with little pink flowers.

My skin

Tan and sand brushed.

Last time I wore it was in Egypt.

A beautiful night, it was.

Clear and star filled.

I feel everything all at once when I look at.

Barefeet continued

Dancing long after they hurt.

Laughed and smiled so much;

People thought I was drunk.

It has a hole in it I never fixed,

I kept it anyway.

So there it hangs with a variety of other

Colorful memories.

Time to sew it up or let it go.