Tears from the MoonA Poem by alexAlexanderGlimpse the universe within and without.For the Universe is within A place of alchemy wonderland; At radiant dawn, it whispers. When it ends; it begins in the Museum of Consciousness: Where we can almost see. God sends us a signal, as we take A backward set in the detail Of lost freedom. Now a mysterious Entrance. It has become a solar walk, Perceiving creation patterns of Awareness: once unseen chapters. Worthy of a postcard never discarded like clouds over the Horizon laughing, at distant stars. Almost there: nowhere; everywhere. The question next step deferred hidden Where you were bigger than life. In the valley of giants circling the Moon through a paper kaleidoscope. Are hidden planets yet to be discovered? Inverted worlds of activity in organic Soundscape colors emanating through Hall of mirrors. Tears from the moon.
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StatsAuthoralexAlexanderMarietta, GAAboutBecause poetry is life. As a poet, it is our gift that allows the very pulse that beats through our Breath. That gives birth to a new creation. more..Writing
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