A Wisdom Of PassingA Poem by TheAimlessWandereri really hope you guys like the meaning behind this ones just as i do i worked extra hard on this one trying to apply all the tips that i have been given to the best of my ability hope you enjoy it !faded words gleam brightly in new eyes as new ones rarely shine in stone but in eyes of aged crystal, light permeates beyond the surface for disciplines are not learnt, or taught they are felt a self resonating call, an individual truth, a reasoning, and a feeling of passing felt through the ages and beyond. it is inconceivable a malleable freedom and constraint. the etched path is worn and deeply ingrained and obstacles are but sand underfoot for through the changes life is evershifting. and though worn and weary life can be given anew becoming a stream and a pool. to be born and its reflection shines brightly on the new era, a wisdom of passing. and so new eyes are born, permeating with light, casting a gleaming reflection on the streams and pools and so the path etched in the stone road has become sand shifting and worn undefinable but true...
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StatsAuthorTheAimlessWandererBritish Columbia, CanadaAbouti wish it was more clear who i am even to me it seems dim and held together by words that struggle from within the line is much to thin it is crossing over it is crossing over there no space between m.. more..Writing
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