~ our journey

Remember the road must be windy and full of hills… otherwise we would not understand how long we have traveled and for what purpose, if the end is indeed in sight at the end of the long flat road


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Barely Understood

Sometimes I think silent thoughts

In a language just barely understood

It is the language of the mind

It is the language of the Soul

It is a language which can not be spoken

A language which can only be shown

It is the language felt in a glance

A language of Love, Purpose, and Knowledge

A true love…

A language in the Mind

It speaks quietly truths unlearned

It grows softly under the veil of silence.

These truths unknown

Spoken eloquently

Peacefully

This voice unheard

This voice unshared

The butterflies are here

They are fluttering…

I hear those silent thoughts again…

They speak of happiness

In a language just barely heard…

If I knew how to describe this smile

I would

In this language

Barely understood

Uninspired

I SHALL BE

STILL AND BREATH

WAIT FOR ETERNITY

WAIT FOR A GLIMPSE

WHAT IS MEANT TO BE

EMPTY FOR WORDS

ALONE

UNFAMILIAR

UNINSPIRED

A BREEZE BLOWS

THE GENTLE WIND

CALM AND STILL

INSPIRED BENEATH THE SUN

AWAKEN

STILL DREAMS TO COME

STILL DREAMS TO COME

I have been feeling strange as of late

almost uninspired, yet the words flow… I know not from where… or for what purpose… they hold something… I know not what… I have been feeling strange