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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!

of souls, breathe
a hush spreads
across the sea
waves ascend
the mountains
crumbling nations
and stories
buried, uncover me.

8 thoughts on “communion of souls

  1. 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. ✌🏼🌺


    1. πŸ€—πŸŽ¨πŸ§‘πŸ’›β€οΈπŸ’šπŸ’™πŸ’œ those words paint my heart into a rainbow… thank you.


      1. Replied below… WP error… or me not paying enough attention on this phone. πŸ€¦πŸΌβ€β™€οΈ


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