EquilibriumA Poem by AlexPendulum swings, night swallows influence, morning sky bleeds new beginnings Bodies look smaller when essence flees their realm. Voyage of a thousand leagues weaved from finely spun delusion. As vision clears I shift perspective. Am where I always was, alone amongst millions. Soul polished by divine intervention, I reside in equilibrium. Balance holds no passion or want, dreams never ripple its surface.
© 2008 Alex |
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Added on April 18, 2008 |

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