Wednesday, January 1, 2014

Our Stories


Morning breaks...
Star-burst dawn, reaching out, from old and dusty shadows..
Light takes it's place, never asking permission to shine..

History meets future, every day, with long awaited collisions of technicolor..
Sacred pages, dripping chapters of our true stories...a vibrantly swirling cloud of rainbow tears..

Our existence, a wild display of fireworks, reflecting over an incandescent ocean..

Freedom, echoing through this misty candle-lit universe..
Transcendent thoughts, weaving gently into baskets...
Holding safe, our revolutionary hearts..

Carried far away, dreaming breath into mystical reality..
Inviting, alluring as an invisible staircase.. 

Feet catching perfect wings of sky, we jump..
Losing sight, of all we've left behind..

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