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Memory


Silence leaps through the captured time,

echoing heart beat slow decline.

Visions of incomprehensible thought of things,

with tender touch of invisible wings.

Images come by passion for reasons,

no knots from thousand treasons.

Reflections in new color filled,

edges of shadows seeming gild.

That portrait in permanent retain,

enduring ache of eternal love and its stain.

Seals of that sacred smile are seen

distance touches refusing of what have been.

Graces of beauties in pure dare,

whispering sanctuary with no compare.

Rational solution of why is this,

that love dwells where love most secret is.

The past for now as train the door so near,

voices of all before in brilliant clear.

My soul in need to advance its state,

subtleties of purpose come as faith.

Certainties that we cannot part,

frequencies from each others heart.

Child like conscious in simple pleasure,

glimpse of natures infinite treasure.

Poetic images consenting the dream,

in the still of self becoming realm.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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https://robertrittel.blogspot.com Living virtualistic through myself. The road I wanted to follow choose me and I can see the cosmos to know itself. I remember only moments where my actions manifested the belief of my passion, choosing my next universe through what I have learned in this one. My fears got lost in dreams, sensing what needed to be done with no thinking. I believe in fairy tales, especially with dragons and how to tame them. I do not need any strange faith to worship that celestial brilliance. Dismissing everything what insults my soul and faithful in those small things, because it is in them where our strength is.

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