Pine needles inside; Outside holly pricks…
Tufted landscapes & roads of slick.
I recoil when the time comes round intent to make me sick.
Silent night snowing & packed with stars.
Go visit your source & examine your scars.
Pressure fires up all around you.
Like everyone else there…white knuckling internal wars.
I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's Heart....it's quite a harsh place for the soul. It scratches and wears your true self down, at times, but the Beauty is Addictive. I feel for everyone I encounter. Everyone I encounter is a teacher if I'll let them be. I Empathize with everyone I talk to & I Think about Everything-LEVi
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