Til Now

Sometimes, I would hide in green; grown into the wall.
Sometimes; I would become clear; hid in waterfall.

Often, I would slink away; without notice…gone.
Often, I would skive off work; open ended dawn.

Erstwhile, I have opened hearts…thoughts of self-divine.
Erstwhile, I have rubbed you wrong; two bottles of wine.

Today, I have written words; This…& one again.
Today, I have sung you songs; only sung to men.

Maybe, I will find my way…far down horizon.
Maybe, I find luck this day; create my own Zion.

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lbstowe

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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