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Poetry is the whisper in the crowdAnd the scream of the heartIt speaks the greatest wisdom It is that which cannot be heard
is it possibleto meet life fullyand let the oceandrown youuntil you learn to breatheunder water?
it’s not just your loveror that special one,the one you trust and share your innermost with.
if i bore youbecause i speak of little but lovei am sorrybut let me explain
All we really know isThis one moment in eternityThis raw uncensored experienceThat lasts for a breath inAnd a breath out
First you must become dis-illusionedOnly then can the illusion begin to dissolveBecoming dis-illusioned is, it seems,Both a blessing and a curse
with his heart wide openhe faced the battlefieldand even though there was deathand suffering all around himhe had made his decision
we each have a secret powerfor many it may lie dormant and untouchedtheir whole lifeyet still it lies therea gift given bysome wondrous intelligence
i only started livingwhen i releasedmy wounded heartfrom the prisonof my over protective mind
water is always trying to return to itselfseeking the easiest wayto return homeand lose itself in the whole