No Audience Needed

i found two feet walking along a shoreline called Mississippi River 

and there was not a breeze or sound: the world was frozen. Blue ice.
So i began my journey there. found colors, notes and feelings,
a catfish caught on a line; i saw the water and skies moving gently
across my soul; this i did and i had no feelings — it was spectacular
to view. Caught out of time and wonder -ing what love could ever be as this.
i am not wishing. I am not granting. I am not human. I am not anything you
can comprehend. I am alone.


No audience needed. I write for myself.

:: 07.27.2020 ::

About EPRobles

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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