let it flow on

CATEGORY

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Our 
...souls 

 
as rivers, ethereal 
speak to us 
...in spiritual ways, 

 
flowing through 
time and space 
...like water 

 and through 
each course 
of our lives, 
changing form 
when necessary 
to overcome 
each

of the many 
obstacles 
we must face... 

Whether in the trickle

Of addition into a quiet spring  

Pouring softly within a world aglow

With happy sunlit pools

Of cool refreshing

Flow of life idea

Or swirling gently

about with falling leaves 

like kisses upon our face

like mama

did once

in our ever 

flowing dreams

Of thoughts

Serene

To recharge our souls

Remembering

Past lives perhaps

Then oft

We find

Our worlds inclined

Compressed,

Our minds

Rush off

To be tested

By a world

Of ever changing

Currents

In a hurry

To see it all

Lest we take time

To understand

When we are

Truly blessed

We climb

Into

An urge for

Movement lest we be

Left behind

As if it were

Something so

Unkind…

Find ourselves

Dropped into a state

Of sadness

We cannot fathom

Thus we sit

Left to our fate

For as yet

Our minds are not yet

Refined to a point

Where we recycle

Our energies, in time   

To relate to

Our constant changing state

And fall sadly

Lost in the warm

Memories of joy

And happy times

In a teardrop

…serenade  

Abruptly taken

By the spirit of the all

Against our will

We take our fall

Or lost in the illusion

Of thrall

tossed 
madly about 
lost in turmoil 
and confusion 
or racing 
into the 
uncertainty 
in the rapids 
of doubt 
and despair 
even to be swept 
helplessly 
...off the edge 
in slow motion 
fantasies 
to freefall, 
unimaginable 
heights 
over waterfalls 
as we catch 
fleeting glimpses 
smashing our hopes, 
dashing storybook 
childhood dreams 
are we are fed back 
from the raw edge 
of reality, with 
all the blankets 
and teddy bears 
get fed carefully 
back into the minds 
of the next generation 
of souls believing in 
the dream machine 
chased by the mirrors 
from joyous wombs 
where they once sang 
of great happily 
ever after 
a happiness 
riding a beast 
it seems, somehow 
we failed to master 
or are our heavens 
merely illusions 
in essence, 
confusion 
if we refuse 
to believe in ever 
somewhere 
from the heavens 
dropped a stone 
ripples, in effect 
creating whirlpools 
within our souls 
as we remember,, 
eddies in the flow 
resonant drumbeats 
we somehow recognize 
echoes across the stars 
of biblical proportions 
in practical solutions 
...anymore 
whenever 
our lives make 
a significant 
change. 
When ever 
we are faced 
with a scarcity 
of renewing 
challenges 
we see 
as if 
looking 
from afar 
even as 
we face 
these 
questions 
of how this 
life ever 
began 
storms 
also form 
from the 
very same 
depths within, 
gathering 
...our energies, 
our thoughts 
and ideas 
mix and blend 
our worlds collide, 
oft violently 
time and again 
as we learn 
to improvise 
one step 
beyond our 
slash and burn 
insanity, to 
experience 
another truth 
about our 
greater 
selves 
and take 
the leap 
of faith 
required 
to undergo 
metamorphosis 
a growth in depth 
seeking to find our 
true natural identity. 
As we learn again, 
just who ...we are 
just all children 
of the ...sun

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