In the Reverse


Under a feather swept sky,
I said a prayer
And set it free;
My unborn longings,
That took shape but never came to be.
From a distance I seek
harmony , a new perspective;
I seek boundaries ,
To tether my unbounded soul.
Endings never truly end ;
Seeks reprieve, begins anew.
Somewhere in the spectrum,
Between space and time,
Futile energy flows .
Give me the strums of a guitar ,
I seek the song of every man .
The green mountains to lay my back on ,
And above , a feather swept sky to gaze on .
Maybe then I shall be , just a wee bit alright!
The insane fire leaping inside,

May then sensually desires to die.

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