BARREN
for some, only the barren lands
are silent enough to hear
humans, sweet earth bound humanity
endearing rascals, creating and dissolving in a toroidal cycle of discovery
trials, so many errors that bring us to our knees, only to rise up the next day with investigative passion
we destroy so much, sink it all at times
looks like on some days we seek these barren lands in order to hear better
a creation of contrast, an expansion so excrutiating at times
why do we find ourselves in desolate situations at times, pressed to the wall, face down on our fours
they say, so much is in our hands, we create what we envision, it's all there - doable they agree
well, we are tension artists, always in the game of comparing knowing
savvy technicians of the GODS
we dissolve to reassemble
this is where self-destructive tendencies come from
we seem to have a need to liquefy
in order to precipitate something of substance
swift shots of bliss, it's all these pieces are
i'm denisa, simple to-the-point lucid love, anchoring bliss into lives
thank you for your short term attention on this, these are all super relevant to our lives, as we design for significance, impact & bliss - not much else there is to create in this incarnation, what do you say
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Photography One Ocean One Breath, Eusebio S D Santamaria, www.oneoceanonebreath.com