July 24, 2015

WHO I AM NEVER WHERE

By EPRobles

WHEN and then
f e e l i n g
pulls meanings
i cannot remember
fallings-ME into
the life’s River
BUT then, always then!
i remember fearings
singing ‘love me,
love me for what
i am!’ and then-ingly
i weep knowingly
this is the dream
and maybe the One
i never awaken from!
nature comes:
saving me! From me
and unto all i
: my abstract mind
and flesh are at
greatest odds!

:: 07-24-2015 ::

About EPRobles

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Writer, Artist. I like to paint abstract acrylic images onto canvas. I love to read everything, and I especially enjoy science, philosophy, and the arts. I'm new to the blog experience and I very much enjoy it! I hope to learn as much about all the features that WordPress offers and thank you -- my visitor -- for taking time to read my words. Peace and love... View all posts by EPRobles
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