I am there and feel such peace my body cannot stay rigid
Like bones removed I flop around as mind floats wild
Time it seems to stop there
Oh I love such enduring harmony
As I’m quietly assaulted by every possibility
Make sense of what has been before
See that which is to come
Bring heart , soul, mind and world and call myself back home
I have written since I can remember, devouring the stories of Roald Dahl under the covers by torchlight. I have always loved fairy tales, myths and magic.
A good deal of the things I write has some truth in it. Others, not.
I’m pleased you dropped by, please feel free to leave me a comment or if you’re kind enough to share that’s fine. ☺️
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