In twillight skies of stormy days
Hidden in shadows
The colors of the universe
Feed the weary soul.
Wonder of this mind that moves
Between lucid and somewhere
Dreaming in segments
Like chapters of a long tale
Page after page
Leading the mind deeper
Into the story created.
Lost among the coming and going
Traveling through emotion and peace
Searching for fairy tale monsters
In silent woods that with the coming of morning
Banish the fear and erase from the dark
Things that went bump in the night.
Twisted tales of an insane story
Rendered into a puddle of murky nothingness
And as we step into the depths
Come through on the other end
Healed and standing
Beneath a simple sun,
Untouched by the fury told.
Gorgeous image taken by my father in Delaware before the coming blizzard that never touched his neck of the woods. Love the colors. Thanks Dad.
Peace, Love and Patchouli 
Thank you my friend, my father takes good pictures, love the colors in this one especially😀 peace and blessings, K
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Hi InfiniteZip. The flames are rising within the trees as the dawn cometh. Lovely poem and photo. Thank you for liking my poem His Secret! Peace and Good Wishes. The Foureyed Poet.
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Thank you Michael, yes, colors play such a huge part, impacting thoughts and feelings that I think come from the energy they make, flowing through us, touching us and leading us to search for more. I think that’s why I love winter from within a warm cozy house, yet the sun of Spring, summer and fall take me deeper into life and growth and an appreciation for the soul of the universe that keeps us steady and on a firm beat to the song of our lives that play on within our minds. Songs that jump start us on cold gloomy afternoons😊❄️☀️💦 peace and love my friend, and welcome back, you’ve been missed.
Always, Kim
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Isn’t it amazing how the colors of the universe literally nourish us? I was thinking just the other day about this– about the sunrises and sunsets and colors and how they seem to give us so much we otherwise wouldn’t have. As long as we stop to look once in a while… I saw the movie the Revenant this weekend, which is quite graphic and violent in some places, but which also had some beautiful landscapes and color. Light in the distance, through the twinkling crystal of snowfall… Nature is so beautiful…
Beautiful words here of the ways the mind wanders through phantoms, and these moments bring us back, into presence.
Peace
Michael
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Thank you my friend, enjoying a respite from winter cold this week…lovely sun here and there and no snow…peace and love, K
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Wonderful colours, indeed. And your words that accompanies the picture. ❤
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Thank you ever so, he sent the pic and I’m just now finding the right words to try to do it justice. I’m sure he will smile too😀
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Your Dad should be proud of his capture of Delaware in this magical portrayal. There’s surprisingly quite a bit in that state for mystics. You should be proud too of your beautifully thoughtful writings 🙂
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