Evening Star

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Evening Star

The clock struck Midnight.

The day just began
as the echoes of the darkness
swoon over my soul.

Interludes of deep meditation
supercharge my being
with the cylinders of creativity

The canvas is blank
for now.

Dreams thus
race through my mind
in pure reverie
within a Paradise Lost
whose footprint lies
fused with my heart.

A paradise.
A sanctum.
A home – no judgment.

This home,
my fulcrum
my antigravity
keeping me upright.
Always.

Yet a shooting star
came by to visit
with such encouraging passion
featuring an assemblage of charts
each plotting the destiny
of this moment.

All roads less traveled.
Constellations to be had.
Going everywhere.
Nowhere.
Always grounded.
Always boundless.

The darts thrown on a map
are random, yet meaningful.
Precise, yet mysterious.

A long friendship
an old friendship
a new friendship
it matters not
for it is
a true friendship.

An Evening Star.

No discrimination.
No close-mindedness .
Just friendship.

The clock struck One A.M.

What now?

By: Zy Marquiez
TheBreakaway
April 4, 2016

 

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Zy Marquiez is an avid book reviewer, an open-minded skeptic, yogi, and freelance writer who regularly studies subjects such as: Consciousness, Education, Creativity, The Individual, Ancient History & Ancient Civilizations, Forbidden Archaeology, Big Pharma, Alternative Health, Space, Geoengineering, Social Engineering, Propaganda, and much more. His own personal blog is BreakawayConsciousnessBlog.wordpress.com where his personal work is shared, while TheBreakaway.wordpress.com serves as a media portal which mirrors vital information usually ignored by mainstream press, but still highly crucial to our individual understanding of various facets of the world. My work can also be found on https://steemit.com/@zyphrex.

3 thoughts on “Evening Star”

  1. Wow. . Very beautifully written. . Love the style of yours and words chosen by you.

    Dreams thus
    race through my mind
    in pure reverie
    within a Paradise Lost
    whose footprint lies
    fused with my heart.

    Love these lines. I can feel them.

    Have a good time. 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

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