Hello new baby born of this world. Lay your sleeping head, my love,
upon the lap of humanity. Upon my faithless arms; here we cannot eat
color nor hear emotions as where you came from — here time and fevers
burn away as any beauty; a curse and blessing. To understand one must
find their selves at the outer edges of the universe away from all humanity.
Dear beautiful baby, my thoughtful grandchild; the grave proves the
child ephemeral: but within my words and history i know how fragile
all things are.

So watch the swan upon the lake; hear the insects buzzing within the
deep woods — Nature; here tolerant enchanted hope.

It is all about universal love and hope.

The stars send their fossil light in grave vision of supernatural sympathy.

And I love you. I love you.

:: 10.12.2020 ::

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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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