Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us or we find it not.
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
As seasons change, with loss and time, some words simply released, from jotted down thoughts, on different pieces of paper, somehow freestyled, pieced back together.Beyond the pain of humanity and the sadness of separation, melodies lift, I hear hope as an echo, where humanity dances, leaving nothing but wonder. .Among times drifting clouds, respite continues, some moments or two of peace and quiet ,to share. To allow thoughts to keep moving on, walking through gardens of truth , with reason and passion.
Lets water the seeds of liberty, as stars above shine, into all our yesterdays and all of our tomorrows, every single second of our steps draws us ever closer still . Overcoming days hollow woes, seizing magic, while it glows, beyond fears containment, the laughing smile comes back and dreams live on.
Lets water the seeds of liberty, as stars above shine, into all our yesterdays and all of our tomorrows, every single second of our steps draws us ever closer still . Overcoming days hollow woes, seizing magic, while it glows, beyond fears containment, the laughing smile comes back and dreams live on.
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