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Sacred Geometry
Contributed by
kraydel
on
Wednesday, 1st March 2006 @ 12:31:27 PM in AEST
Topic:
mystical
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I'm a puppet of my passion,
Hanging on my indiscretion;
I'm not dead, but I am hoping,
Atrophied by my inaction
I've got strings making up my spine,
And when they're pulled, I open wide,
Then wrap myself to keep my warmth,
Cocoon just like a butterfly
I'm restless, like the clouds, or sea,
But I am starting to find peace
By finding pieces of myself
Inside all this geometry
There's no one that I'd rather be,
There's no breath that I'd rather breathe
Than all of us and all our air,
And all that my third eye can see
Unravel with me, come undone,
Caress the moon, embrace the sun
Because he and she and
Light and dark and
You and I and
You and I and
You and I are one
Copyright ©
kraydel
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2006-03-01 12:31:27]
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Re: Sacred Geometry
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by Former_Member on
Wednesday, 1st March 2006 @ 07:14:07 PM AEST
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absolutely beautiful
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