January 16, 2016

A TREE CALLED IMPOSSIBILITY

By EPRobles

DEAD is a mighty shouting silence
when-like hills beg to become
MOUNTAINS is likeLove crippled
at fear’s knees //life’s greatest gift
sent away where summerNectar kiss
the newly b9orn Monarch//my beautiful
empty dream is fullWING as my heart
—–and bless my peculiar destiny
Here-where now I set beneath a tree
called I M P O S S I BI LITY

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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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