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Under water

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She walks around under water

But her chests rises and falls,

Rises and falls.

And the trees are standing tall

In her under water world,

The birds fly high.

And the people walk with their heads hanging heavy

But their chests rise and fall

Rise and fall;

And no one knows whether they are awake or dreaming at all.

Reading

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Read a poem.

Read it again

And again.

Leave it be

And return.

Keep reading,

Immersing yourself in each verse.

Pondering.

A sequence of thoughts pulling

You into

A

Myriad of emotions.

Seeing something more.

Feeling something more.

Every time you come back to the words

They seem to have grown

In depth and width.

Unending rhythms creating a

Cosmic beat within your heart

And mind.

Expanding creation,

Human metamorphosis.

Wake up.

Spring Once More

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Spring is springing once more.

Tender buds beginning to peak,

Unfold.

New life

Bursting through damp soil;

 Up beyond last falls sacrificial

Leaves released by trees.

Spring.

Awakened by the

Love of the sun.

Shoots of green growing new among trees

Joyously joining

Wise old branches of time.

And again and again it ends and begins

As we come and go.

A natural knowing among earth and sky,

Moon and sun.

Each taking their turn.

Their ways unspoken

In the

Natural knowing.

She Thought.

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She thought.

She did not think.

She loved.

She believed she loved.

She thought she was awake.

She was only dreaming

So

Here she lies staring

At the ceiling.

And

Sleep evades her

This darkest night

As so many nights before.

Once again she tosses and turns,

Unpleasant thoughts raging inside her brain.

More often than not this bed is no friend.

Hold The Walls Up

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Standing in the house.

Trying to hold the walls up while the shadows die.

Windows cracking,

Shattering to pieces

As the

Elephant

Is let loose

Wrecking havoc.

Some are still sleeping,

Or pretending too

In scattered spaces.

They sleep half awake

Hoping and praying that in the morning

The sun will be showing

And all will be put back in its place.

Instead they will find a

Big gaping hole filled with

Broken memories and tear stained letters,

Fragments of half truths

And lies.

Just another

Elephant in

Disguise.