Tag Archives: Muse

I AM

The skull, the secret heart’s fuse, the pathways of blood I cannot see, the tunnels of dreams, with a Muse, the viscera, the nape, the bony me. I am these things. Yet remarkably I am also the memory of a … Continue reading

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SHE IS

She is the light in my darkness Taking me to places I could not see; Her soft silent touch embracing me Wrapping me and protecting me.

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I AM OUT

I am out, I am gone, I am now free: I now feel the fresh breeze singing of the smoke, ………that no longer chokes me in the city I live. I now smell the smiles from the touching lips ………that … Continue reading

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LET ME OUT

Let me out, let me go, let me free: Let the fresh breeze sing of the smoke, ………that chokes the city I live in. Let the smell of smiles touch the lips ………that release the words I live in. Let … Continue reading

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SEEKING THE DIVINE

Refined are those Who aim at good! For this in itself Set’s them apart From all beings, That ever lived.

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