I laid down the aspirations of my dreams
to rest in the fields of my imagination
as I scoured the longings inside my heart
echoing to love’s voice where I knew the reality
vowing my destiny would someday reveal to me
the true st intentions of my adducing possibilities
encompassing the breadth of my life fortunes
within the integral visors of clarity’s wisdom
as I continue to pursue the driving passions
which are longing for the expanse realizations
and those things deeming and redeeming evidences
by the outlining virtues of predestined fates
which are not claimable to the pathways of another
but devout emergences of preordained destinal yields
compassing under the light of knowledge and awareness
where I will be able to obtain the envicements
within the stilling order of understanding
throughout the depths bound by the clarity of motility
which continually seeks me to see…
The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c
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