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undiminished

blank screen
emptiness
fear

what if?

where does it comes from?
these words that flow through
fingertips
that open from the closet of perception

released
from clenched jaws and tight fists
words

hanging by a thread



— Kailashana, Nov 21, 2009

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RobertKnott

16 years 6 months ago

I had a dream of a white

I had a dream of a white hook, clasping a red thread, binding an open book, revealing a silent heart, learning to mend. Every sapling learns that to protect its' centered tender heart, at times, it must bend its' crown to another, or break; these moments of humble supplication in the what if storms become sanctified fortresses for the fragiles.
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 6 months ago

I dreamed a red

I dreamed a red book unfolding a white birch bending my heart touched these places inside myself and now I open, humble, centered break through the crown, crowned with you, fragile so fragile, unclasping. ~A "...when it agrees with reason and it will benefit one and all, then accept it and live by it." ~ Buddha
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RobertKnott

16 years 6 months ago

Once, a time,

I had a dream...
Seren

Seren

16 years 6 months ago

Dearest Mom

This nearly moved me to tears theres a tender sadness about this one ... my god your touching on profundities and making it look easy ... I bow to you tonight ... love and biggest hugs Jayne x x x
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RobertKnott

16 years 6 months ago

What would...

What would they say if they had read of my book; what colors revealed along the way; what would of wisdom, yet youthful heart residing; what part were mine in the cupping close to breast of a fragile almost broken bird- had they heard as I tried best mine own cooing- What would they say... would they see what flew within along the way
Kailashana

Kailashana

16 years 6 months ago

the white dove ascends from

the white dove ascends from the open heart, opens the mind with stories of cages.... ~A "...when it agrees with reason and it will benefit one and all, then accept it and live by it." ~ Buddha
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lyz

16 years 6 months ago

Dear Kailashana

All I can think of is writers block, sorry, I love how you have written this but that is what I read, like the blank page staring you in the face while you struggle for just one word to begin. What if? I think this one is making me think,lol. Love Lyz. XX