Words unspoken

Create a sea

And by this I mean

Whatever, wherever, it is that is your dream

This is a gate, built by words and a page- and your mind

The hands that pull the chain that binds you, drawing up that which finds you Here-not there. Love, you are freed!

It falls, it breaks, shatters and crashes, all of the lines commas and dashes to see to see to cry with relief, to feel your heart and see poetry in all of its glory

be brought to life in faith and story to pour through the page like a fountain- a sage you are if you can see, imagine me imagine me imagine me born into being.  There’s magic alive if you can believe.  Its true, its real and solid- ethereal too. Existed millennia and for what purpose? Creativity

The obscure reality,  if we refuse to…

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