Field

Light as a breath exhaled in the cold…
The pale blue aura that wreaths my soul.

Blue only in its reflected sky;
But light of essence in each soft sigh.

It wafts high above its living source:
Manifested Visible Life Force.

Not there for eyes that can’t see ether.
Fake hippy magic to mouth breathers.

Still, all’s laid bare for the naked eye.
Calm yourself, breathe & give it a try.

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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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