Whoa, you’re geographics are mesmerizing! So unique. A little TS Eliot perhaps? Artistic. A prayer of creativity. Loved it.

Phenomenal. Really liked: “Shadows over my heart

Like shapes and sounds of moving trees in the breeze”

We are dreamers of dreams, and masters of our fates. People sometimes do what they say. They almost always do what they want. What do you really want? Make your dream your fate.

“Three hundred sixty degrees

Of

Three hundred sixty five days

Of

Poetic seas

of

Poetic ways

Where

I

Shall see: Days of

Grace”

Your word is your wand.

I am literally speechless

This is thought provoking. Can heaven wait? that is a question we will never know. Nice:
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