| it's rude to point, but when it is done with the heart of a child it is enlightening |


contemplationDo you believe? Your heart a sepulchre A shrine for the waning day What secrets do you hide there? Show me, I wish to see I believe Because your breath is muskcontemplation
Your eyes glowing frankincense You annoint me with fragrant tears of joy I sit in the corner of your soul Lost in contemplation of contemplation


The seaI am the sea Whispering huskily on the shore Calm yet brimming with feeling Exploding into a frenzy of passion Wrapping the earth in true beauty I am the sea That the gulls look at singingThe sea
Their melancholic songs Lapping the shore and flattening the sand The lug worms pop energetically I am the sea Swallowing the earth Absorbing all sound and sight Full of dark recesses and ravines And creatures that have seen no light I am the sea Clear as a beautiful diamond, calm But when in a rage, chaotic Frothing at the mouth of the cliff M


RecordIts not about biology But all about brain chemistry A record, that twists round and round Makes that crackling sound that all old records do Dont you think it is kind of getting worn out That tune yeah that one Where you have to be like you do Cant change you, as much as I try All I can do is lift the stylus And then the music stops But I feel sad when that happens Because I miss the reaction that we have So I sit back and wait, slowly at first I hear a faint tune in the background Then it comes back that tune That I love &nbsRecord


Time to moveYou gave it to me Cant think straight Mind is up and down What did you do to me As I lay in a foetal state Gave me the kiss of life Now I move, I move To a heart beat, heart beat You gave it to me This gift, and many more to come And I move, I move When you whispered in my ear You are aliveTime to move
| it's rude to point, but when it is done with the heart of a child it is enlightening |
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Ultimately, my hope is to amaze myself. The anticipation of discovering new possibilities becomes my greatest joy. -Jerry Uelsmann, photographer/artist
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