Point of view
Consider the pristine edge of observation,
curtains that raise the intuitive mind, with no hesitation.
That prism that can change the concept,
corridors of memory mirrors precept.
Some mystery begging to unfold,
blending nuances into oneness to behold.
When the penny drops the revelation,
time and thoughts in reincarnation.
Pure reality blends by embracing the new,
sound walking shoes in to pursuit.
Onward spiraling beyond the place,
embracing in spite of all fears.
Curtain keeper of all dimension,
pull that robe to that loving vision.
Seeking that all embracing way,
understanding truth in that today.
Trusting that spirit forever more,
devotions that take us to the others shore.
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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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