On the Playground with Wings

In my stillness you approached me, still image burned picture perfectly, continuously priming me? What news do you bring, premonitions of the ring, flowing through my minds eye, pen to paper only for the time being? Sense never made only hints of intuition, things of “past lives” lived, maybe?

Mysteries to unravel, bringing buried scenes of life’s past plays to this century, “Why me?” …Was Egypt a major part of me?

By Empirical Earth Angel

I came into this world with a fiery disposition, headstrong, only to be stifled by unconscious generational traumas. Now I am here, my fire has returned and I'm trying to live a dream like life, the life that's been waiting on me for years...won't you walk with me...

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