The silver thread that lines the needle
rips my worldly dreams apart like marrow
Don’t you see I’m from another space
a different time, some other place
I come to grace this world anew
With heaven’s will manifesting
true, the view, the tune
Subtle waves of clarity
rule, they govern
my life and calm
my groove
7.25.14
shake your groove thing.
when in Rome….
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