And I am pround of it.
Heidi Cordsen
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Positively charged poems
To the Wise
Gold dreams
are whispered in symphonies
Dappled
to those on a song
Wild power
sweeping our gaze
None who
discover wisdom fall from joy
Alliance
Where we adore the vast
abyss,
Love rejoices a calm bliss.
Pearly clouds desire
love,
Majestic death liberated
of.
Peaceful emotions severely
delight,
Ever longing for the beloved
fight.
No crimson sky could still
my soul,
Never more is adrenaline
sensual.
Poems from my journal
Trance
Eternity is
a sensuous summer dawn,
Reflected
in the mirrored abyss,
Majestic crimson
roses dwell,
On the promise
of a kiss.
Illuminated
mountains gaze,
Discover union
in tranquil
Bliss.
Free Yourself
Watch night
clouds glimmer
Shimmering
silent in the temple
Limpid visions
relax the lazy
Chasms of
precious delight
A beautiful
ripple; reason
Never to collapse,
but frolic
Escape Math
I think I’m drifting
away
Away from x’s
and numbers
Into my own little
world.
Thoughts consume
my mind.
I no longer am
here
Into some other
world
Wind through
the grass,
Leaves in the
wind,
Veins in the
leaves,
Life in the veins,
Joy in life.
Life is elsewhere,
There I shall
go.
Travel across
the water
by foot.
The smooth air
passes by me
To a land of
nothing I travel
There I shall
do nothing
If thinking is
nothing
Thinking thoughts
of nothing
Though nothing
can disturb me,
I Am awakened,
suddenly
Aware of other
souls
Footsteps fall
heavy on the ground
They are not
calm as I am
eyes search
Search for what?
What I have found.
Tranquil, calm,
unstiring,
Nothing.
And I am pround of it.
Heidi Cordsen
[email protected]