All is All

Tired and restless
My Soul and Mind at war
Broken and weary
My thoughts have drifted afar

Entering space and time
Reaching for peace
Catching a dream
That forever will shine

Along these adventures
These endless endeavors
Preceding the tales
No shadows, No veils

As the Mind and Soul escape
For as long as it will take
My spirit will follow
No shame nor no sorrow

Time will shatter
Distance will break
Space will crumble
All is all
All is fate

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9 responses to “All is All

  1. “Tired and restless
    My Soul and Mind at war
    Broken and weary
    My thoughts have drifted afar.”

    It happens to me very often. πŸ™‚

    (((leafless))) I feel your pain… I guess thats life… right? πŸ™‚

  2. Fate is destiny and the past we hold in our hearts, a difficult time at the moment, you are blessed with memories. I love the way you weave the words together and yet the ones in between, the ones unwritten speak louder, they speak to the soul. All is all, it is what it is.

    (((sanity))) thank you for your insight and words… it is as it is, as it should be, as it is… all is all

  3. Just dropping by to say Happy Birthday. You know who let the cat out of the bag. Anyway, I’ll have to return to comment. Happy Birthday, Enreal!!!

    (((Cordie))) Thank You…

  4. Hauntingly beautiful Enreal…

    “All is all”

    SO true and I agree with SurfaceEarth too. πŸ™‚

    Seems a Happy Birthday is in order dear one…

    HAPPY (BIRTH)DAY!

    Love, Light, and Peace of Heart to you!

    (((Gypsy))) Thank You… I am glad you enjoyed this… have a beautiful day as well

  5. Happy Birthday Enreal!

    Thanks for sharing so much of your self. I have enjoyed looking for you every day.

    (((mossy))) that is a very kind thing to say, thank you

  6. Oh my, did I miss your day? I hope it’s not too late to send you all the love and best wishes to you, my dear – here’s a happy (belated?) birthday hug to you!

    Now then…
    All is all, all is fate
    Woven subconsciously

    You clearly have made a call to the me within…like a lullaby in the distant night

    (((glaize))) the night is not too far off… I hear the softest hymn in the breeze…

  7. I remember using the word ‘fate’ once while talking to a Catholic priest. He replied by saying that he preferred the word ‘providence.’ I hadn’t really thought about it back then but now I can say that I agree with him. πŸ™‚

    (((michael))) I never thought about it until now… I suppose it has an air about it

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