By The LakeA Poem by GKNI wrote this poem thinking about our connectedness to the inner world and our ancestors. According to Jung's theory our ancenstors' experiences are our guides.
I see the smile of the moon
Alive in your grey mirror Reflection of a blue heart Worshipping the teary stars. The first white leaves fall on you Spirits swirling in your soul, Gentle voices talk to me; My archetypes mark my roots. GKN2016 © 2016 GKNReviews
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6 Reviews Added on October 5, 2016 Last Updated on October 5, 2016 Tags: Meditation reflection AuthorGKNAboutI shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my eyes and all is born again. Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar Fav poets: Neruda, Picasso & Plath Yes, I came back. Tried other sites but I ke.. more..Writing
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