of silent weeping
a weary
psyche floats
of weightless sway



Deeply incensed
is crystal clarity
given of bond
of understanding
of whispers
of secreted
silent story



A nobility succors
of intimate allure
not of place
where the body be . . .
but of moment
and space
where ‘spirits’
seated upon
eyeful towers
of aloof
speak idioms heard
in quiet quiescence
of muse



A wordless breath
sings melodies
of many
upon moment
of ‘time’s’ wake



Morality’s reign
is again exulted . . .
given unto
day’s grace
to place
of walls
lacking ends
of never-ending
story ©


Man-made distractions of intent toward an ‘evil’ thievery of souls merely gives way to balance life with millions of reasons to dream.

The Ether: A spiritual place: A mystical state of meditation where conflicts of mind and heart are called to stand before the Great Soul of air and light.





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