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Sunday, July 27, 2014

{WHAT SHALL WE BECOME}



{WHAT SHALL WE BECOME}
THE MUSIC FOR THIS ONE... I LOVE THE WOMAN WHO SINGS THIS SONG SO MUCH...

Eye born find myself still seeking you as Eye have since before my conception in my mothers womb...
Time such a misunderstood thing as so many seek to stay young, they growing older and no wiser.
Eye standing in the darkened hallway where the door love looms... Light escaping from its frame.
Eye standing on the street corner where a couple passes hand in hand.
A transparent memory with the consistency of fine lace... Fragile yet strong... Full of holes.
Eye long to call your name in the throes of passion... To hold your hand and bring you calm when the world is crumbling down.
Even though Eye have never met you you have made me stronger than you could ever imagine...
Eye seeing fragments of you in your sisters... In my sisters... In my Mother and my children's mothers.
Eye broken down and sad am uplifted by just a promise of you that exists in the deepest recesses of who Eye am.
Eye hearing your voice in Eye subconscious... In Eye pineal.
Blinding clarity that is the universe where Eye from shall return... A part of the flow.
Eye finding myself existing without you as Eye witnessing this beauty want to share it with you....
Eye am not always blue... Eye do not always see red... Eye prismatic standing refracted in the suns rays.
Eye trying not to cry form an image of you and look into your brown eyes... Look upon your curves as you drift away as smoke into the sky.
Back you go to the realm of your ethereal existence... A dream to be chased as these days grow shorter... 
These years they go by faster.
These hairs on my chin grow longer... Grey and black fading to white.
Eye looking for my queen...
She one of the billions of inhabitants of this crusty rock spinning along on a preordained path.
Her Whisper Eye breathe as a wind... Eye exhale as a force to be beheld.
Eye feel her...
Eye feel her mitochondrial as she pervades my every particle.
Eye feel her in my atomic's as Eye in meditation build upon the solidity of her foundation...
Eye and Eye...
Eye and She...
We are...
Ether.

JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY



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