communion of souls

wish i understood
perhaps, i do
deep inside
light eminates
a bushel covered
instincts reside
beside, i fathom
the mystery
of life… to shine!
the grumblings
of earth, surface
lay bare
the charred forest
scattered to four corners
the huddled masses
break free
and rejuvinate
spirit… to be!
communion
of souls, breathe
a hush spreads
across the sea
waves ascend
the mountains
crumbling nations
and stories
buried, uncover me.
Photography Poetry courage creation death dreamscapes healing hope life listening well meaning of life mental well-being relationships this writing life voice who am I
I do not struggle with things to say… i struggle with how to say them. An eraser is my best friend and ink a dagger. βπΌπΊ
One of the most beautiful things I have ever read. You made me sigh with these words.
π€π¨π§‘πβ€οΈπππ those words paint my heart into a rainbow… thank you.
Well, in that case, stay inspired and let us see all of the glorious colors of your beautiful writing.
Replied below… WP error… or me not paying enough attention on this phone. π€¦πΌββοΈ
Haha I try to avoid relying by phone.
I know you will busy traveling and hopefully resting, but don’t be shy to toss us a crumb of poetry once in a while.
Please send some crumbs our way too! πβ€οΈ
Hahaha Thanks for saying that