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A Poem A Day #325: The Walking King
My Poem “Proof”
Some people can believe in that which they cannot see... some people can pretend to be someone they know that they are not... some people need something and someone to believe in... some people need someone to believe in them so that they do not feel lost... some people can be what for so long they used to believe they were incapable of being... some people go where they always believed they would always be unwelcome... some people have gifts with which they can live out their dreams - like someone with a voice who believes that they were always born to sing... some people want some things - and then something happens and all the puzzles pieces of their life get tossed up in the air and they have to rely on the power that sustains all who never stop believing... some people sometimes have an experience that is so extraordinary they find it impossible to find the words to make people believe what happened to them... some people sometimes feel that they have something to share so deeply that they truly believe they have to tell the world about it by shouting about it from their roof... some people want to live a life of love and belonging and would do anything and believe anyone to have a relationship with someone that daily deepens... some people can naturally accept things they receive and "not look a gift horse in the mouth " - whereas some people need more of a reason to make a change or to make move, because before some people will believe something or the words of someone they sometimes need that which is sometimes intangible: proof.
Happy National Cinema Day!
A Poem A Day #323: Cosmic Odyssey
A Poem A Day #322: David’s Magic
A Poem A Day #321: Corvus
My Poem “Golden”
The golden light of the sun setting shone through my bedroom window, as I sat thinking about time, my life, the world, the universe and the fact that I am truly blessed by what I have and what I treasure more than I could every say... the blinding light of the sun that fills my eyes with glorious sunshine inspires my thoughts and enlightens my soul and makes me think about what and who makes me happy every day... the stream of sunlight that I am graced with showers me with a purpose and makes me smile, sigh, and feel like a child again... the light of the world that I see is exquisite and the mysteries of the Multiverse that I think about as I feel myself being carried away as if by the tide of some interstellar ocean of energy take away any feelings of regret and pain... the sun will always be there for you, as the sun had always been there for me, like the personification of a shepherd that guides their flock to where they need to be, at the same time communicating with light what can never be told... the glow of daylight, as it transitions into twilight, is bright, clear, breathtaking and shows just how much of life and everything that we are all bound to is made up of a spirit that is truly golden.
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