Hidden mystery
trapping time,
waves
of storming ocean
turning
nights into days…
Driven thought,
a moment
of one eye blind..
Words without
speach,
chanting children
now
do preach….
Magnetic waves
traveling space
upon a floating world
an the
lost human-race…
Driven mysteries
washing throughout
time…
Tis a battle,
an a very long hill
to climb…
Wonderful words spring from your well , so often they resonate strongly with me.
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Thank! Just some private thoughts..
kisses chris
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