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Stepping into the Canvas of a New Reality
A domino effect among the Master Artists
Pondering the nightly skies and daytime spies — chickadees and orioles returning refrain — echoing mysteries of more falsities — realities of centenaries lied.
Yesterday — of birds and aviary song
Today — an aquatic exploration of creatures seven seas
Tomorrow — a glimpse into a new possibility
No agenda set by worldly control — we adopt a free-flow, Stepping into the Canvas’ stream. No more — listening to storm doors clatter in sacred winds. Yea — peaceful sounds of babbling brooks soothing our souls.
Awakened this day — Ani Po’s self-declaring tune — truth be told — all in the all. Physical to psychic — tangible to abstract — a thousand words holding us down.
Asleep for forty — fifty — longer than a centuries-old fabrication — stories from children’s books, young and old. No longer working our fingers to blood-curdling screams — dropping the stoned shattering truths.
Arm-to-arm — brothers and sisters true — loving warmth outwardly spilling tune. All in the all — one and for All — all-inclusive affair. Narrow is the gate — widened arms as the roads trailblazing goes — vast as the oceans call and unlimited the skies etched in the…
