
Birth
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The winds carried my soul out from the oceans of nowhere, as Mother Earth planted my spirit within the vallies of somewhere.
A blank canvas I was born to witness the constellation of colors, my spirit painted me in places where my lost soul was destined to wander.
Magic had been hidden inside the foothills of every valley, for magic is simply love, a blooming rose in the darkest of allies.
The birds chirp about love as if heaven is a beautiful rumor, the animals have mastered love, if only we chose to understand them sooner.
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Life
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Black and white foundations built in a world full of color, conditioning our spirits to separate from any rainbow full of wonder.
Every illusion begins with a maze of black, gray, and white, every tunnel of fear ends in colors from a beautiful fluorescent light.
When the sun touches my skin, I am gifted with the experience of love, a love that overflows into every passion I speak of.
In this journey of life, I learned how to become one with my emotions, for this was when I realized, I am no different from the ocean.
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Death
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Time will allow life to outgrow the ashes of pain, transmuting pain into wisdom with every color to gain.
Collecting the colors of pain is no different from collecting the wisdoms of honey, do you ever remember a bees sting when your lips are painted with sweet honey?
Each illusion I surpassed brought me closer to the perception of heaven, to see how everything is whole in the kingdom of love and expression.
I long for the child I was, who was born in the kingdom of somewhere, I’ve grow into the person I am, who loves from the kingdom of nowhere.
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Rebirth
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Resurrected into a world of color where the winds blew illusions away, could you vividly see this world as vibrant as the grand blue jay?
Desire became the brush that painted my spirits creations, passion became the paint that filled my soul with sweet inspiration.
Our breath flourishes with life if you speak the language of the winds, if you speak of colors so passionatley, a rainbow radiates off of your skin.
The earth is our mother who nurtures us all from strife, the sun is our reflection who embodies the rainbow of life.
About the Creator
R3J
To everyone visiting, it is an honor to have you all here, to witness art as I see it and create it, I create art so that I may shift important conversations away from fear and into love.
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