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Another piece about relationship with God, but also getting to that point.
As an adolescent I sought art and lately I have been sort of culminating this desire for travel. Looking for his character upon the many diverse landscapes and creations of man.
I called it traveling as it is a timeline and a lifelong search.
Holding out my hands
Inside the deep lines whisper many stories
Scars singing lullabies of long forgotten glories
Pages and pages of untold plans
Seeking dreams revealed in all reality
As if a girl could fly
Reaching beyond the stars and the mysteries that they hide
Eyes open to look upon sights that would agree
In many faces
And in many forms
I do long for you to pursue me
I could travel many places
And open many doors
Wondering if it is you before me
Submitted on 2016-05-27 13:09:01
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The last half of this post is especially nice, as if the meandering thought processes that drove it suddenly tightened into a laser beam focus on a pinpoint vision.
are you the mirror of the earth
or do we seek another
futility hidden behind a mask
has no time to seek a brother
Just my thoughts on yours.
| Posted on 2016-06-06 00:00:00 | by
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Ah my friend, I will always be behind those doors, Waiting for us to unlock those mysteries existence unfolds. LOL I assume your speaking of Jesus, I just thought I'd throw you a curve. I liked this a lot, good writing!
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