THE quietness of a wingless eternal flight

(a lover’s heart) sings in the wind

as a flag of no Nation on Earth.

The voices of this Poet’s head struggling with

the echoes and nostalgic words from an awoken

emotion /so my eyes have opened to see

a flock of sing-song birds fleeing to migrate

within my tired lonely Soul.

:: 06.20.2020 ::

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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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