Streams of consciousness,
Imagination outflows,
Karmitic tributaries
All meet at the confluence
Of black pen placed
On white paper...
As we are writing
We are revealing
The inner self:
Body, mind, Soul and spirit
As our works are read
The ideas are
Released in love
To the world...
And like a river
Those old and new ideas
Flow back to us
As in answer form
To a universal
Unspoken question
Imploring and Encouraging
Both writer and reader to
Question even further,
Think even harder,
Give even generously,
Love more passionately
Live life with more authenticity
Than you ever have before.
By Lady Cascadia used with the permission of the poet.
All rights reserved
file under;
poetry
Thursday, December 08, 2005
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