That zephyr enticing my neck

The Birth of Energy along my neck.

Fields and Oceans, Dunes and Cliffs

Jungles, Forests and Cities alike.

But a clear map like that across my palm

Never to be lost

But sometimes never quiet finding myself

Not always nearly myself

I can, I have and will always try though to always know myself

The Architecture of my mind is as powerful as I allow it to be

And as controllable as to not allow others to see

Planting ideas, but only love and glows

Allowing one to grow

To love and be bold

A strong energy…

But aloof as a breeze


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