Daylight arrives, the sound of hope calls,
The rising fires open hearts and minds,
Senses take in the new dawn,
A precious time best spent with loved ones.
As I walk I contemplate life,
As I walk seeds are planted,
Soon the buds of insight blossom,
The aroma of excitation takes hold.
King of kings they call the philosopher,
Death of the thinker and acid rains down,
An irrational pollution,
Irrational minds causing chaos,
The chaos of inner turmoil.
Free voices were once reduced to embers,
But fresh droplets enable shoots to sprout,
New words grow into abstract thinking,
Glowing and spreading pictures and visions,
Colour and ambience mix and words change.
Changing words and minds alter,
Words which teach us goodness,
Words which tell us the Truth,
Words we play with,
Until the sun sets.
Poetry, passages & stories inspired in 2020 by Andreas C Koutsoudis " Suffering is the seed of humility and creativity!... A blog for seekers wanting to find Christ... " @andeas_art_and_passion
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