Ping on Crystal

As I started out on my morning run, I felt the cool air and with a deep breath took in the fragrance of a season. The edge of the hills christened with a abundance of Queen Anne’s Lace and traces of the golden blooms of evening primrose. The wildflowers timely appearance documented a season in passing.
Cluttered in thought I scrolled through the days of summer, each like a miniature script in the wind, quick in flight. A review of my accomplishments had me questioning why I stood on this platform of public proclamation. Flustered, I felt both a agitation and a excitement, as if the surrounding hills of the hollow were taking note of what I had attained in this brief passage of time.Minor in comparison to the woes of the world, yet there was a semblance of achievement struck upon the rock.
In my farewell to the gripping days gone by, those which anchored the spirit, I felt a uplifting charge of energy. I was moving forward, released from the restraints that once locked and chained my thoughts.
Standing high on the ravine, I glanced down the rock barren mountain side.The dry dusty soil shifting loosely under my feet, I quickly stepped back to balance, as my mind began to sift through clips of the past, present and future. I responded to the shadows of sadness that unveiled sorrow of a lost spirit . My mind began to spin, dizzy ,as if time raced the soul. Leaning my head back, and looking at the sky, I was blinded by the suns rays. The air warm and of a comfortable temperature, yet my body quivered, as I felt a chill. Quickly I closed my eyes, numb and empty with loneliness, I tried to rearrange and bring order to that which weighs heavily, like darkness upon a sun glazed morning.

The surrounding mountains stood in concert with the spirit of love. Suddenly and without formal declaration, I accepted the embrace, as your hand and mine interlocked, erasing all fear and doubt.The impression that seared my inner self elevated me to a natural high. In the clearing appeared," barefoot in the park, sharing a hotdog, laying in the grass, staring at the clouds, one bowl two gold fish ,heart in heart, soul in soul. "

"The child laughed, a woman emerged, a soul released."
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Heart in heart, soul in soul, no words can express love lost , love found, love felt.

The emotions that dance to heavens song, sing loudly on the most silent of days.

For it is my love for you that so embraces today, leaving yesterday to light

the dreams of night and tomorrow to lay a new path,

leading to the seduction of the moment.

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Silence

Silence dawned a new cloak, the day you weren’t here.
Muffled sounds of yesterday, when memories were very clear.
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Absence triggered visions, teased the sunflowers to dance, as
they bowed their heads, I fell into a trance.
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Dazed and bewildered, I shook to chance, that as the
flowers disappear, our souls replaced the plants.
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Entwined like ivy spiraling the garden gates, your heart and
my heart, forever one embrace.
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Field covered in rolled bail hay, hawk hovering, over a sun blistering day.
Rabbit darts quickly and to his dismay, he found there’s no getting away.
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Sometimes we call it chance, sometimes we call it choice, sometimes
we call it destiny, the little bunny without a voice.



Ping on crystal, ping on glass, love so genuine it’s bound to last.
Full of joy and full of laughter, a moment like this is a ever after.
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Ping on crystal, ping on glass, love so genuine it’s bound to last.
Overflowing from within, the magic that exudes is over the rim.
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Ping on crystal, ping on glass, love so genuine it’s bound to last.
Delicate to hold, the exterior tempered, resembles gold.
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Ping on crystal, ping on glass, love so genuine it’s bound to last.
Authentic, and not of glitz , has the quality to excite the lips.
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Ping on crystal, ping on glass, love so genuine.....................