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The Journey
by ~LyraAlluseThe Journey
Roses of white,
Sleep with the ferns,
In the early dawn;
The bluebirds sing,
And the foxes howl sonnets,
Under the blanket,
Of willows and oaks.
A woman travels,
Satchel slung over her shoulder,
Through arches of evergreens,
Stretched out into opportunity.
Nature calls her,
Her spirit calms her,
The journey shapes her,
Into an irreplaceable gem;
Like the stones she finds,
In the emerald rivers abroad,
Crossing one end of the mountain,
To the next.
There is no uncertainty in her mind;
Only the excitement,
Of never knowing where she's going,
Fills her heart.
Climbing mound over mound,
Further from home,
She listens to the sounds of nature,
Around her.
Calmness, clarity,
Fills her mind;
There is only tranquility,
In her spiritual journey.
She meets another traveler,
Nods and moves on;
They share a connection,
In that moment of enlightenment;
She takes it with her,
And continues to climb...
Finally the top;
She has reached Eden,
Here ideas will bare fruit,
Souls will be replenished,
And she will find her OWN answers,
For here is only the beginning.
Of a never-ending journey.
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This is the story of a girl who made her dreams come true after she came to posses a magic art kit and many artistic gifts were bestowed upon her.
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Please check out my music: [link]
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"No matter how much you think you love somebody, you'll step back when the pool of their blood edges up too close."
-Chuck Palaniuck
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This is the story of a girl who made her dreams come true after she came to posses a magic art kit and many artistic gifts were bestowed upon her.
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Please check out my music: [link]