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Infinity
Contributed by
Apollonia
on
Friday, 12th August 2016 @ 05:00:14 PM in AEST
Topic:
mystical
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The wind in my hair, the last sun on my face
Eyes like shining gold, like the deep deep lake
The skies moving by as fast as the seconds which take the life further on
Trees and bushes making sounds of the time passing every time a wind gust comes to life
Lights turning on one at a time, giving a chill fell
The wind blowing in my hair, a blow in slow motion
everything becomes silent, everything becomes weird.
I could make no sense
No sense of all what we have done
all our ideas, dreams, further plans
I stopped for a second feeling so useless, so small
Looking to the sky, a little peephole in the skies
made way for the enormous universe to show me infinity emptiness
Felt nostalgia, loss, memories and a form of joy hail down over me
To come this far we achieved more unawareness
I would walk the mountains to find a peaceful place
To find a land were no man had gazed
There were no ways to search for redemption
All these temptations can/'/t be no good
Have to keep walking with the sun as a friend
the sky as my guide, the wind as my companion
and the earth as my supporter
I could walk 1 thousand miles and still search for the answer
The flower mild and gentle was endlessly from here
In the midle of this time
On my way
I seek to find many of your kinds
Copyright ©
Apollonia
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2016-08-12 17:00:14]
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Re: Infinity
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by Former_Member on
Saturday, 13th August 2016 @ 08:53:42 PM AEST
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this makes me feel especially small,
which is an immensely satisfactory feeling
in the sense that limits nothing except
possibly shame, no definitely shame, or a retrievable
more agreeable way of looking past myself
since there are so many things one like myself
might walk by and still completely miss.
Your poetic voice brings me to think of searching out and hiking on the hottest or coldest or harshest of any climate, a magic, more powerful than joy.
You know though, simple joy is quite underrated, almost magically so.
This really flows fantastically!
Thanks!
Peace!
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Re: Infinity
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by JamesStockdale on
Sunday, 28th August 2016 @ 09:53:42 AM AEST
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Stunningly Beautiful!
James |
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Re: Infinity
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by hauntedscorp on
Monday, 3rd October 2016 @ 10:48:37 AM AEST
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Magical writing! Makes me want to head out on an adventure.
~Scorp |
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