Stars descend on blackened veils
Guiding my steps to the ocean’s swell
Waves swallowed whole by gold sands porous
A symphony’s repeating chorus
As the moon reflects its softened light
The summer winds caress the night
My thoughts turn toward the heavenly spiral
Of shooting stars and earth’s denial
My eyes ascend to northern lights
While thoughts unformed take sudden flight
Carry me toward a heavenly vision
As my soul begins a new revision
Eyes once blind now clearly see
This single moment is lifting me
Beyond a life of imperfection
And giving me a new direction
The Winter Bites My Bones 
Hi. Welcome back. I have missed you. This is a lovely piece. Have you recovered from your ‘blockage’? Cuz, I would certainly say so. 🙂
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Not totally recovered, but thank you!
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“This single moment is lifting me
Beyond a life of imperfection
And giving me a new direction”
This is a wonderful, poetic definition of inspiration. Nicely put.
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A lovely visual post 🙂
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welcome back….
a wonderful work of art you have woven here…
Take Care…
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ladyblue
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Thank you! Good to be back.
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