Bring me the horizon, and I will bring the dawn.
Show me the light, so I can shine too.
Give me a reason.
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The Mystical Flower
The mystical flower
that just wants to be born
In light and purpose
Forever we roll
Rolling on the good sense
then
Being awesome
‘Cause thats who I am
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Collecting Soul Fragments
I am now in the process of collecting my soul, pieces that were, pieces of old.
They are parts of me that I could not bare, too much that hurt that had to be shed.
Slowly but surely, I am regaining my strength.
Slowly but surely, I am whole again.
Thank you for gifting me this new way of life, forever grateful, I will shine my light.
The times will change like the tide in the sea.
It all moves in cycles, soon you will see
I was looking in the mirror.
A gaze stared back,
right into the soul of this world.
Nothing had changed,
yet everything was different.
Once you met me
High above
We were all
We were Love
Now I see the Truth in me
Oh God exists
But what does it mean?
Forever changes
Forever comes
Love is perfect
We are one
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Transmutation
Sometimes I don’t feel like doing anything. I just want to exist. The demands of the outside world seem impossible to carry out, as I drift off in a mental sleep, dreaming of another way of life.
When this happens I fray from indulging.
Life is a journey, and we are here to experience, learn and live it to the fullest. Nothing is constant yet its always the same, as it has been and always will be, just in another shape and form. Transmuted.
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The Mystery
mystery
reveal to me
the power of purpose kept within
shine your light on my soul
so I can grow in the mode
all is here
always been
now its time to let it in
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Creation of Life
I crossed the gate in the shadow of your wings
you were ready for flight
and I was going under
deep down to the core of the earth
to find what you once lost
and held so dearly
I am not afraid of the dark, you said
still you were leaving it all behind
and I was left picking up the pieces
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Poetry is Sexy
Poetry is sexy
the words on the page
luring you in,
taking you under its spell.
You can feel it, can’t you?
How amazingly liberating it is, this art of poetry
touching you, deeply within.
Poetry is sexy
and so are you,
my friend.
The Mystical Poet 