Poetry (words)

Riddle 


In the silence I responded to the day, I took the view and filled my lungs with its beauty. Although I spoke the words fell unformed like riddles on my lips, splintered lines of a poets soul. 
As the days lengthen and the light returns, I am braver…again. Fluent in understanding, a master class of lessons learned.

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Poetry (words)

Of the mind. 


Whilst my eyes were closed every throb of my pulse reflected memories soaked with resonance. To own these feelings, to be the place where they belong. Heart and mind fragmented, but pathways built between. Whilst my eyes were closed I walked in spaces unreachable with footsteps, bridges crossed and laid to waste with a single breath. Whilst my eyes were closed I lit candles in every corridor, lighting the silence like a perfumed rose. Whilst my eyes were closed I watched the ocean engulf the sun in cloudless skies embellished with time. Places once loved I loved again. Hindsight now the hourglass of knowledges found. Whilst my eyes were closed,

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