Sunday, December 18, 2011


i converse and rehearse thoughts with the universe
through my poetry
i slept with pen and paper on nightstands
poetic ramblings because the third eye
never sleeps nor slumbers
the spiritual heart never numbs.
Free souls speak with caged and free birds
as we break bread around hidden yearnings.
my pen is the ready writer
let there be light and it is so.
Illumination always crushes the dark.
                                                kim g

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