Our Own Way

woman drawing

Hours slip away
my hand shades,
stipples, draws
my mind melts
through the veil
beyond time
into the night
going, going, going
where?
more and more
I move into the stream
of creativity
music, art, poetry
silent walks in the floresta
all vehicles for my soul
to become one with all.

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3 Responses to Our Own Way

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  2. CurvyElvie aka Elvira Jorge says:

    Your poetry is so beautiful. Great writing.

    Like

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