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I Am Thee
My darkest moment in mother’s tomb
brings spiritual life in awakened room.
Sounds and shadows and curious glee
On the inside I am thee.
Mothers lifeline makes me grow
On golden hair and blue ocean eyes
That sets a theatre of sweet mother’s cries.
A welcoming smile cradles me
On that summers hour which bonded thee
My life has begun in this strange world
With new beginnings on ventures borrowed.
Musical creatures on floated air
Staring eyes from teddy bear
Ginger coat for all to see
My first friend lies next to me
My new world up above
Cries my way to mothers love
This wakening world of wisdom tree
I look around and see I am thee.
The Sea Of Life
As I glide through the sea of life
my mind wanders within it's cinematic beauty.
Moments of joy enveloped in white water rush,
concerto of noise in an ocean breeze.
Incoming waves of gods creation,
bleary eyed surrealism and wet painted pictures.
Colours dripping down papered white,
kaleidoscope of life on golden frame.
Rustling leaves carrying moments of time, for
awakening arms I walk the path of dreams.
The colour of sea and the wool fluffed clouds,
touch my eyes with open stare.
On the horizon I see dolphins dance,
on the table top glass of calming sea.
My childhood dreams are given to me,
from the world above at heavens door.
One more breath all I have,
I cling to the wet silky creature with one last grip.
Through the liquid blue I join my dolphin friends,
on one last journey to the world I rest.
Painted blues and sunset orange
dancing water and rising tides
Lifted by a watered hand
footprints left on heavens sand.
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