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A Deeper Way


When What You Believe Infiltrates Your Behavior The Process Builds The Foundation ! A challenge to be free is a question of time. My soul permeates the very fabric of my existence A beacon of light to a hurting world in need of love look deeper again my sweet friend therefore gain wisdom with all thy getting gain understanding one has remained lax from what's spiritual relying on the temporal hiding behind the squeeky wheel a vortex of a surreal memory in thought one must first perceive it then to achieve it columns of sand pillars wasting away with a time well spent in thought shadows block the view from a farA Deeper Way When What You Believe Infiltrates Your Behavior The Process Builds The Foundation ! A challenge to be free is a question of time. My soul permeates the very fabric of my existence A beacon of light to a hurting world in need of love look deeper again my sweet friend therefore gain wisdom with all thy getting gain understanding one has remained lax from what's spiritual relying on the temporal hiding behind the squeaky wheel a vortex of a surreal memory in thought one must first perceive it then to achieve it columns of sand pillars wasting away with a time well spent in thought shadows block the view from a far out of reliance to a master plan does death hurt you the most or is it fear we can become blinded by vice and facades yet our heart is an opened door willing to be explored all for so much more yet what ? for love is the very essence or fabric of my existence never to join in it's resistance out of every circumstance we can take part of the dance there is a deeper way to reach heaven's door lest I implore another way bow the knee to pray everyday with what we do with are time today will become evident then echoed throughout eternity bask in the vast expanse between time & space as if golden nuggets coming down from outer space out of reliance to a master plan does death hurt you the most or is it fear we can become blinded by vice and facades yet our heart is an opened door willing to be explored all for so much more yet what ? for love is the very essence or fabric of my existence never to join in it's resistance out of every circumstance we can take part of the dance there is a deeper way to reach heaven's door lest I implore another way bow the knee to pray everyday with what we do with are time today will become evident then echoed throughout eternity bask in the vast expance between time & space as if golden nuggets coming down from outer space
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Mario Vitale has written well over 1,000 poems toward his platform in creative writing. His main ambition is to receive a poetry contract. He looks up to present poets John Ashbery & Major Jackson for their contribution to the arts. Vitale studied theatre at Central Connecticut State university in New Britain, Ct. Presently you will see Vitale's poems on the world wide web such sites as Wrterscafe, Neopoet, Starlitecafe, Poetrysoup & Allpoetry.com He appears in anthology's, magazine articles and editor choice award for poetry. Facebook has been an outlet for Mario Vitale in connecting to family & friends.

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