I'm Singing and Consciousness is on the Drums

Sun, 11/18/2012 - 18:43 -- rfuller

Location

01775
United States
42° 25' 10.3152" N, 71° 30' 46.962" W

Bump and bop and knock then stop.
It’s a rhythmic beat to reap the sleep
and see what’s been shown, not meet what’s
been known over and over again,
just changing how it flows from pen to pen
or mind to mind.
Just mind the edges and don’t fall off,
but conquer those hedges secluding Truth,
hung aloft up above for all to see,
and perceive Love,
shoved beneath and stomped
under feet, but breathing
and needing our attention,
undivided and whole—
a beckoning to our eternal soul.

-Ryan K. Fuller

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tellmewho

Dope as hell good balance here

 

 

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