Azure blue skies, dressed up with clouds of grey
Reflected into the pool of dreams, momentarily they stay
Suspended and caught still within the sands of time
As the days grows older, higher the guardian clouds climb.

Un-rippled water, touching the imagination of the day
Windless feelings of depth seem to make their play
Wordlessly carrying breaths of fresh air wherever it goes
Gesturing freedom of being, freedom of wherever it flows.

Silently beckoning thoughtful stances inviting all in
Watching reflections wave back in mindful rhythm within
As the wind blows across the face, the surface unflushed
The light of the reflections are motionless…untouched

Textures untouched yet felt, sounds unheard yet sensed
There's more behind the surface you'll never see against
Secrets that won't be revealed searching for a home
Until the surface is broken with that un-casted stone…

DEEP DARK SOUL POET

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