What happens when consciousness looks back at itself
The lights ring like church bells
It gathers together like a flock of seagulls
Racing like a roller coaster intertwining in and out of space
Blooming like flowers in springtime
Until it peeks through like the sun behind the clouds
Washing over the body like a waterfall in the rain forest
It crows like a rooster at sunrise
A moment of stillness settles like the water on an uninhabited lake
Then it bursts out of the sky like fireworks on 4th of July
I like 🖖👍💎💚
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Awe babe you’re such a beautiful soul 💖 I’m so happy we met
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Love it Coco!!!
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Amazing just wake up to this great stuff thanl you
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Cool
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Love the topic! I write poems sometimes too😍 I wonder how dark your other side could be?🤔🤭
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It use to be dark. But the light has dissolved most of the darkness…. hopefully…..
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You are such a light! My instrumental music builds, climaxes, and resolves similar to your poety. A video: Soft soothing voice, beautiful person reciting, cool surroundings, and my music softly in background. You have my permission to use simply mentioned in credits!
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As a writer and a newspaper owner I find your poem well written and touching.
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Well thank you Andrew. I appreciate that compliment coming from another writer
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