~ 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

Sunday, August 12, 2012

~ : Heart sculptor : ~


Mind is the Sea
caressing shores
with splashing lightning

Hearts beating
don't say not enough
never say too much

Becoming
is living reality

The thuds in my chest
called out in a burst of echoing
treading my steps with endless waves

Here
I am listening
returning to where I go

timeless engraving
carving my heart
into dreams


                                                  ~ Lyric Dreamer ~ 06.08.2012



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