My soul remembers the peace that can inspire creativity
etched in timeless sculpted rock
Feeling energy surge through me
I lay dreaming
of a love lost to me
in a corresponding reality
My world is simple
painted by those loved ones
that wish me only to forge ahead
in my own evolution
I offer my hand gently in love
to release suffering
that clings in fear
unsuspecting
In these red rock hues
I feel the Blues of caring
patiently waiting
to share these same magic moments.
G.Sherman5/31/2001
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