The trail of our soul, reaches with fingers

High

Fingers low

Reaches as the defining sunset that shifts over the brilliant blue
Avenue called
The ocean sea.

You’ll find me
Searching where my heart desires
Perhaps in the apple tree
Blooming with
Snowflake cups

Delicate
Tranquil

From bitterness to honeysweet.

My soul wanders from poem to poem

Thirsty

As a hungry ghost lost on an ocean floor searching for lost gold.

Riches in words fills my soul
When parched am I from this still barren world
A lonely sea drives me forward,

Mad

Furious

As moses in the wilderness
Heaven hands out scrumptious chocolate cake
When you are here with me.

We share it together on a silver platter
With golden bells
And forbidden golden fleece

We soar the sky with eagles wings almost
As a sunbeam

Unendless

My soul wanders
As a desert nomad
Until you
The searcher find me

Wherever I’ll reach

I will grab the same blossoms

Your soul yearns for

And we can share

Hope
Love
Harmony
Reaching with fingers

Overlapping

Sharing and kind

The soul wanders then finds rest.

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