~ Welcome ~
Words ~
The immortality of silent thoughts ~
Can they capture the essence of truth...
Or mere attempts of engraving life ~
Here I come as the dreamer
wakes to a world of unknown shore
like the sand in between fingers of drifting sea
I wait for the call to bring those words
Bloom
the Rose bloom to it's fate
in God's eyes,
Unashamed glory
fragrances of life and joy
not for faint hearted taking
nor crushing of animistic cast
all beings, unconditionally loved
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