Open up the box
25 March 2016
Look through Heart
There are hidden worlds
Inside us
Swirling tops
They chase the hope as it hops
From twig to cast twig
Bird of prey
Bird of paradise
Third species
We decant
Through inner voices we chant
Songs of yesteryears
Piling fears
Inarticulate
Loss of words
Bundled herds
Grazing through pastures of spleen
Forgotten your sheen
There is light
It beckons to blind
Eye saw cut
Connections
Threading with my soul’s needle
I pierced the darkness
Ivy climbed
Chains of the feeble
Envy green
Hearts that glean
More than the weight of mistakes
Burdens of the spate
Now dilate
Journey tortuous
Remember
Birth’s pathway
Closed soul fever of grid locks
Open up the box
Reading of the poem:
Light up the sky – The Afters
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