The Secret
I drove with the windows down
To feel the air upon my skin
To watch the sunlight kiss the trees
To figure out what sleeps within
A puzzle box before my eyes
The music swimming through my ears
To listen to the hows; the whys
To contemplate the passing years
Life began anew for me
In a path that then had parted
That fearful leap of one young doe
That foolishly had darted
As a wave of fate would crash
And stir her from some sleep
Once mistaken for a life
Some gift we could not keep
A secret waited upon a shelf
I opened the wonder in my palm
That I did not know was asking
For something peaceful, something calm
And then a shift in thoughts
Opened up an unlocked door
And spoke to me those secret words
That we were always something more
Led was I to a sparkling forest
Led was I to a hopeful land
Led was I to a place of dreams
Guided by a musician’s hand
Now burns in me a magic flame
A torch to light the way
To bring a message of peace and love
To let you know what time would say
To give you wings so you can soar
And let you fly beyond the sun
To love my heart as it were yours
To know within that we are one
A puzzle box before my eyes
The music swimming through my ears
I still don’t have the hows; the whys
That slow release from all my fears
So I drove with the windows down
To feel the air upon my skin
To watch the sunlight kiss the trees
To figure out what sleeps within
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Sparkle Poetess
Love is the essence of pure thought. There is nowhere that this thought is not. I grew up in a small town in Oklahoma, just beyond the outskirts of several gypsum plateaus and miles of sand. Words have always been my primary way to sort out my experiences into streams of consciousness that act as a form of self-discovery. After acquiring a degree in English, I relocated to the Catskills in order to follow my passions. The creative journey is unfolding before me and hope to help and inspire others through poetry and art. I have worked for a few years in a creative community called "Inspire Art" (a global community created by musician Sarah Fimm as a call to dreamers, thinkers, poets, artists, musicians, scientists and anyone that wants to use their talents for artistic, collaborative projects spanning various causes) and am focusing on expanding the boundaries of all I thought was possible to accomplish. With experience as an assistant director, I have since been working on projects that incorporate visuals with audio poetry to create a multi-sensory, poetic experience. As I also have a deep passion for music, I have been filming recording artists in the studio and creating visuals for instrumental albums on top of working on the release of my own poetry album. There is much in the world we can do when we work together. Love is real ~~~ www.sparklepoetess.com
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