Life In Spirit

There are voices I hear voices coming. From the wind There are spirits unseen Hearing the gentle Scream. Our drums becomes The rattles that awakens them. We stop when our Rhythm is too much.

Beautiful endings Are like roses flowering Of the most beautiful Past. Those shadows only commits To one line, then the past Towards another. I come to you like prophecies Of sacredness. Making your future part of my own un written tales.

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are my dreams like yours but only powerful. are my sentiments more like beings of essential truth. then... i will cleanse you from sin created by city walks. i will revive you with my gentle spirit of the rain.

let them speak gently even when it is harsh while those voices wonders around time, revolving around dreams, path, spirits and cries. Try to speak in verses and listen to me. Its about time that you sing tiny elemental songs scented from the deep seated forest greens. The wind is cold, your breathe is calling; while my spirit is warming up from those leaves falling mercilessly because of you.

life lived in simplicity...

the journey never ends...towards tranquility and beyond

I have un raveled the secrets Of sleep. Maximized my deep slumber towards Reckoning. I have un-raveled the great mystery that Wakefulness inspires. Therefore i have traveled deeply to remain Still