elemental poetry
from the hands of love
lift yet embrace me as one
what springs from our minds
cannot be defined
without a hint
of silence
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Cynthia B.
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April 12, 2006 to my muse
July 08, 2006 09:57 PM EDT
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Comments: 3
Some of my best work comes from listening to musicians who challenge my mind. It sort of comes from a germination of feelings sparked by certain musical styles within my imagination.
Namaste