Sunday, 31 August 2014

Cradle of Expression




A feeling moves and spreads
Over, where words lie 
Tipped in the universe 
They crumble from the mountainsides 

Rolling descriptions knocking on the earth 
Reaching from my breath 
Formed anew passing ears without me

Colours take me
When I sit in silence 
Visions create it 
When I move with love

mF

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