Extra sensory in perception.
Antsy for me, cobweb thinking--
Mapping across, connecting the dots
When the sky dims-- beams blare and blind.
Sole slips up and down, rocking to no sound.
Muffled words rattle on unturned.
Muffled words rattle on unturned.
Bold Opinions asserted as facts blurred.
Golden rings domed by celestial blues--
Calm my soul--peace resides--a day is done.
Worshipping watercolored displays,
You are faithful and true, see me through!
Why do I doubt and wonder -will I survive?
Eyes rise, behold the white glow in the sky
And a star or two looking down at me from You.
Lindy Abbott
Lindy Abbott
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