Sacred Spaces

The Unwritten Narrative Of Life

Pay close attention and listen twice

As we are upon the early morning

Mind monsters travel the ethers without warning

Bringing goodies to charge up the batteries

No longer is this blogging

I shall commence to creating my REALITIES

For I am one of the Dura-cells of this life

I RELEASE breath into the blind and grant them SIGHT

Eyes closed as I leave with a trace

I’ll be back later, right there in my sacred space

M.a.R.a.N.a.T.e

© 2019 Maranate

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