When the day demands more spirit,
than what I have to give,
calling beyond reality.
When each smile is shown,
on lips imitating a heart that never knew,
calling beyond reality.
When shedding skin in warm water,
ignoring relentless thoughts,
calling beyond reality.
When my limbs are suspended,
so that my breath moves with my soul,
calling beyond reality.
When I dream beneath layers,
lingering between an eternal prison,
calling beyond reality.
When my mind is numb,
I can pretend that I never heard,
what awoke in my heart,
ceaselessly,
calling beyond your reality?
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About the Creator
Kim Petersen
Author | Writer | Aussie | Woman | Beautiful Delusion | Soul & Spirituality | Love | Humor | Sensual People | It’s the Revolution, Baby! | https://whisperinginkpress.com
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