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In the slivered space
between asleep
and awake
she whispers
across the silence
only the soul can hear
of the stories
of sparkling stars
songs of the universe
magnificent
melodic
symphony
dark split by light
her hair becomes
heartstrings
her eyes become
flowing stardust
celestial portals
to the unseen
dimensions
her breath becomes
the air within
she breathes beyond
the beating
heart
into the tired soul
she sings life
in silent
reverberation
over the weary mind
only the soul can
hear her voice
as she prays the dark
into shattered shards
gleaming harmless
in the light
she watches over
she is forever
waiting
in the slivered space
between asleep
and awake
the untold her.
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Colleen Walters
Just a girl who likes to write poems, usually inspired by events and people in my Florida life.. Always be you, because you are awesome. You matter. You are enough.. β€οΈ
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The Cave Part 6
If you have ever heard a tale about yourself that you cannot remember and doubtless think is made up, you will know how I felt when Tharkin related all that the eagle had seen of me before my memories were scattered. Of far distances and traveling companions that I did not recall, camping out under the stars and making our way to the mountains with deliberate purpose. The great bird had lost contact with my party once we entered the forests, and the seven other members were not seen again by him or his brethren since.
By Jamye Sharp6 days ago in Chapters
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This is ethereal and luminous! Thereβs something deeply feminine and protective in her presenceβnot loud, not demanding, just steady light in the in-between.β€οΈ