Dusk
Dusk drew heavy, gloom began
an hour was left, there wasn't a plan
A walk, to break the cloudy air
to blow the cobwebs away somewhere
The shadows moved the air was dense
secrets held me in suspense
But all the while, my body grew cold
the gnarled old Oak spoke of days of old
A twig cracked as footsteps emerged
a fear was brought forth, chilliness surged
What could it be shivering towards
the old thatched building with the creaking boards
A scream rang out, blood froze in my veins
from out of the earth the phantom feigned
Laughter filled the overhead trees
menace roamed, my skin did freeze
I woke with eyes that clung shut with sleep
I moved the bed covers, in apprehension peeped
I never knew where I'd been that night
the scream that froze me in my desperate flight
Julie
September 2025
The world as you know it - all that you see, taste, feel and touch, comprises only about 5% of all of the stuff of the universe. The other 95% is what we have considered "nothing" or the "firmament" or dark matter or the heavens or mystic Other Worlds. This 95% is multi-dimensional and consists of potential realities that may be perceived.
A single thought...a mere whisper, ...... barely upon a breeze that catches a spark... all is tinder before the firestorm... and yet.
ONLY that whisper
ONLY that thought
the world is forever changed beyond the fears and dreams of cardboard men.
Freedom and change starts within:
It is encouraged by truth and courage of people who love
Built by the respect of true beings standing as one before each other.
Lets us cross every man made borders
without fear stare into eyes and hearts of all our brothers and sisters: within our words without shouting,or force to hold each to our truths; and let us without fear freely share what works...
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