Do I look for words, when time would rather I feel and not try to interpret. So I open my heart and in the freedom I take flight on the thermals that will lift and carry me. Waves of endless light. Fragments of dreams dance in endless possibilities and whirl around my head.
So I leave words. I avoid their stagnant translation.
I float I fly, in a world where words have yet to find their form. Only feeling, only heart speaks. A universal chord on which I hum and vibrate, of which I am only one key and all the world creates harmony.
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