‘Obviate,

Through the winds I follow my stream

as I close my eyes and “feel” the soft breeze

I remain calm with the beauty in my dream.

To hear my thoughts fall down from the sky

As I whisper with my lips for a scream.

“I can not talk,

I can not think,

I can not pray,

as I capre diem.”

He who hears my word

therefore all grant my moon

as I begin my search within my heartbeat tune.

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20 thoughts on “‘Obviate,

  1. silent poetry says:

    ❀️❀️….. Last part my fav. Although the entire poem is transcending. Beautiful thoughts, beautifully expressed, beautifully written 😊🌹

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