Come with me, where the birds sing sweet,
on a pink-kissed sky, as the blue fades from the eye.
Awaiting the stars as the seagulls pass.
No tide of time will grip,
as we slip into one,
where nothing and everything began.
These aren't days, it's just illumination,
from dark to light in the cycle of life,
acoustics to the silent.
Frequencies and energy make it vibrant,
drifting from passive to the violent.
Thoughts under a sunset in the garden.
Knowing to see, for a moment,
where it's golden.
Inkadelic-Dan
The ink remembers what we forget ☯️
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Author:
Poetic Dan (
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- Comment from author about the poem: It's not all doom and gloom this was a moment where I felt the bliss of life to just sit and write... I'll include one of my many tunes.
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Beautiful and it gives a cosmic sense to sensation. Well written a type of psychedelic peace.
Yes as I watched the sun set I could feel the cosmos flowing my friend so I picked up a pencil and actually wrote this the old fashion way 😆
And about only a handful of times in grateful for the seagulls cries 🙏 🫡 always appreciate your time
You are most welcome
lucky to have read this
As am I to receive you message. Truly appreciated
This is gorgeous.
That's truly appreciated thank you so much.
My friend, sunsets have always felt like natural moments for reflection, and this captures that feeling well. There is a quiet stillness here that I found myself settling into as I read. Really enjoyed this. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
I do have moments where everything is calm inside! And once again I truly appreciate your words and time.
That light will always be there for you Dan, may it become longer each time it appears.
Andy
One can only hope my friend and thank you as ever for being here. Have a wonderful day
Beautiful
Truly appreciate your time. Thank you
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