Monday, April 20, 2015

Grain Sound

I was not there
I was where the big idea was being formulate it
far away from the time you stand 
your perspective and your truly you can wait 
then 
the constancy of a star 
the screening of the lonely skies  
always there to navigate noble 
and the point of view can be 
scan of the future 
with out conquering its land 
the rhythm of meteors signing across orbit
there is something giving everyday 
remember that '! 
and continue the counter attack 
the guidance of your children and your body hanging in the garden's pool 
my place 
your place in the evening before the spring finish
touch me 
and get involve with the curiosity on my flesh 
take the centuries of oppression away 
and touch me again to see the truly you that keeps coming towards strongly 
to dig sparks from the spark 
emulate the consciousness before 
your tissue and bring me back 
bring me back to the land of our mysterious memories
be Us
and lets hold hands and fly.
by The Shortfellow
Red Hook,Bklyn NY 
19/04/15

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