Magic.

Magic.

A Poem by Jeremiah Medina
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do you believe?

"
How can we control?
Can we control anything?
How should i live?
Am I alive?
 
Win that fearless peace
Determined by untainted belief
Never ending questioning of everything
Answer starved, fed by mystery
 
The smoke drifted away
Dancing with the melody
Fading in the air
As ghostly figures
 
The fear, once consuming
Like constant burning needle stings
Conjured with a smile
In deep silent meditation,
A sudden illumination,
All is as it should be
 
A self created trance shattered
A transformation, constantly moving
Into other plains of dimension
We are directly warped into.
 
Here the dead are seen
Here they speak in dreams
 
We must go exploring
Boldly adventuring
Curiosity is the key
Change is everything..
 
Jumping off a cloud head first
Eyes closed, exhilarating
That sly grin, crescents your chin
As body meets ground
A snow flake, the back of your neck
The cringe of a frozen vibration
Natural glory in simplistic grace
Humbled with its perfect beauty
 
That scent, the chemical of life
Controlled by microscopical
Unseen undefinable energy
We await, epiphany
 
Soul searcher, old heretic
Your chemistry manipulates
Alchemist meet magistrate
Old as time, infinity creates.

© 2010 Jeremiah Medina


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Jeremiah Medina
Jeremiah Medina

In the Woods, TX



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I Am Me. Not a tree. Not a dream or submarine. I am happy. I am Free. I am laughing, At disbelief. Living life, Lovin beats. I am me This is it. more..

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