spread sporadically across soft white and tinted blue skies
posing perfectly still in middle of air
nothing holding you up
nothing holding you down
sculptured pieces of art
crafted by hands of those who now live above
too much harm from the sun.
centrally located below life and above death
he gives her rest
deducing her anticipation
his control frees her oppression inducing her equanimity
Knowing she will someday create her own sculpture
of these clouds she sees
– L’ighly Spoken
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at the intersection of
UNFORGETFUL PAST & WHAT IF’s
Meeting at the corner of shame and regret.
Serving its purpose
demanding a moment of
from the busy life of
The silence I knowingly avoid
births a moment of reflection
in the mirror hanging down from above.
on where to turn.
Detached from gratification
Abandoned from convenience
Relinquished from complacency
I am forced to confront self-disgust
Penetrating my bottomless disappointment.
Searching for signs of guidance.
In the aesthetics of time
the light finds me.
The cue that induces mental tranquility
Relieved from my secluded reality.
I continue the endless path
no more intersections,
without any merging roads.
No right turns no wrong turns.
Springs newly approaching grass guiding my sides
Leaving all self doubts and uncertainty at the light.
~ L’ightly Spoken