That Other Sight
I am by my sight a light of mind attached to flesh, I confess, that light not of the flesh,
Read moreI am by my sight a light of mind attached to flesh, I confess, that light not of the flesh,
Read moreIts the hues, the nuances that bloom, like a summer morning in a field, petals blessed and open to the
Read moreSight is mostly for necessity, to see what is needed for survival, to be aware of danger for protection and
Read moreThe more I retreat within myself, the more I see beyond the horizon, with all its chaotic pretense and fashioned
Read moreAuthor’s reading I struggle sometimes with trust, not of others but myself, and am I right so many times, my
Read moreAs diaphanous clouds waft by, silent streaming in slow articulate sighs, I can but watch life in bloom, no blame
Read moreI fell into the glass, a brilliant crystal orb, a world within a world, apart, and clarity screamed relentlessly, so
Read moreBeyond a point, a life lived, sight settles on circumstance like a morning mist, diaphanous cool beauty afloat, and so
Read moreDiaphanous, the wings of persuasion, simplicity of light in purity of transparency, yet light in delusion’s hands may in reflection
Read moreHow I detest the lull in forward measure, those sighs of ‘too much’ felt, that slow my ascent, the expansion
Read moreMalice Perceptions and choices… Fall I might to the lies of ingrates, momentarily, for I choose to see the light,
Read moreThe longer I live the more I trust myself, the more I prove to me , my insights are justified;
Read moreChildren I consider life and all its secrets,
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