NesterA Poem by Boantlers
Emotions tidal and never still.
Painting the picture of collective will. She acts on what she sees as sound, as her eyes wish to only see what is well. Never one to act rash or in panic. Her wide conscious spans to one open, and one closed hand. Mind set to seek the reason in matters. Moves people with her will well. Placing objects with her trained hands. Her over-self vibrant and substantial. Well inside the energies interaction.She is the detailer of ambiance. Cruel or kind, but swift on the scent of unbalance. Thus is her personality's wonder and maze.In scent, her Chord strikes the pitch of grace. Creating shape to life as her loved ones follow .Selflessly she paints for their tomorrow. Earnest in want to bleed for, and be for the hurting. She does more for the world than the world may ever know. Her age eternal. No beginnings and no ends to know change. One and the same. Has been forever and yet; not a day. © 2010 Boantlers |
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1 Review Added on September 10, 2010 Last Updated on September 10, 2010 AuthorBoantlersAK, Earth, New ZealandAboutSometimes I just want to hold you and kiss your cheek Knowing you know everything's okay; makes everything okay for me If that makes any sense? I know you will know what I mean You always do Movi.. more..Writing
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