In The Deep Beneath
Buried...Beneath the concrete, Beneath the vapor under the pains and hurts Over the oceans of time and space, under the insanity a veil, In a place out of reach were many have tried to reach and steal away too... The beauty of lavender and sunflowers emerge with every thought and glance, there exists a paradigm of melodic concertos of sorts, where music flows of enliven notes, a floetry of colors create a symphony of euphoria, no gravity and plenty of room to co-exist. Some might called limbo or displacement but I call it complacent by call it my divine place... Sometimes Word Clouds fill in the blanks of blank thought and they design revelations in masses ...And that my friend is where the Revolution of my Heart begins ... Its fights to beat another day and its existence is a on going remember that is okay to Love and feel and hurt and Heal and embrace the roll coaster of Life be cause it is MY life after all who needs it I challenge you to examine you