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I am, trying, to be, poetic. Which only, makes this, harder. To let time, slip by. But, it never does, really. Instead, now, more than ever, I am, wandering,  away, with my thoughts. Circling. For there are, no more, corners to turn, nor, places to be, and, be unseen. We are, all where we are, and, nothing more. Somehow, is this, a herding, ultimate dulling, of the masses, of the mind, of the will. For when, we willingly, become prisoners, no escape, is possible, and, no bars, necessary. What, oh, what, are we, truly, becoming.

These things,

must not change, who I am

nor stear me, clear of

the call of Destiny

For all things,

small and great, weak and mighty,

can become moments

of clarity

of uprising

of the true Spirit

that drives, the evolution of

my Becoming

Me.

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Q.

Sometimes, I am a free spirit, flowing with answers, the purest lake filled with living water

I capture the essence, harness the power, imagination, creation is born,

and I know, truly know, I have become, what I am, truly.

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Q. Lenise Lee

I feel.

Enthralled in rapture. Yet remain quietly serene.

Wanting to chase the rush of pure energy. Yet sitting perfectly still.

I hear.

The universe conducting a symphony before me, expounding on the dissertation of the secrets of the universe. Yet I calmly sip my coffee, distracted, while tapping a random beat against the curve of the mug.

I see.

All that is offered, infinity upon infinity. Yet my eyes are watching numbers across a fading screen.

Q. Lenise LEe

What does this all mean?

Moments uncertain

Destiny opens the path

Instincts awakens

Q. Lenise Lee

By Moonlight: Interlude III

She is his Queen. The drip of his pulse taps out her name. The pull of his heart seeks out her essence. His thoughts sync only with her ka, her spirit, the essential presence that is she. Woman who has stolen his will to be, to exist, to breathe. She who has lifted the dark bonds that once held him tight, imprisoned within the enemy of himself. By moonlight she appeared, dressed in the rays of cosmos, crowned by the starlight. At dawn, they walked hand in hand, moving against the cloak of the cosmos, in fear of none, in search of the All.

Rise, My Queen

from The Thought Journal of Ethan

By Moonlight, An Apocalyptic Fairy Tale by Q. Lenise Lee

In moments where the energy radiates BRIGHT, the call of Destiny sings

Q. Lenise Lee

The light of the morning reminds me of

Willpower

Grace

to Rise & Shine

above All Things

Q. Lenise Lee

All things are possible for those who have the will to keep going

Q. Lenise Lee

There is no past. The present is only a mirage. Only the future is certain.

Q. Lenise Lee
from By Moonlight, An Apocalyptic Fairytale

Embers of sunlight spark and tumble forward over the horizon, flooding the land with waves of hope and wonder

Whispering sweet sonnets of wisdom to all who have come, to worship the arrival of the Bright One

The Secret Language is unveiled

Q. Lenise Lee
~from Keys to Awareness