#355. atlas unlimited
August 15, 2010
vast map
my dreams
a pin dropped
life truly pointed
in a direction calling
me to the expressions
I need to do more than
survive in the woven strings
the daily real
is as unlimited as anything else
in the Endless
vast map
calls dreams
drops sharp pins
pointing life’s true
directions calling me
to the many expressions
i need to weave and to survive
more than the strings that are mine
I so very much enjoyed this poem….how we all hope to have a greater sphere of influence.
Hmm endless with a capital E this time…
the Endless is my spiritual belief. in an infinite endless universe there are endless possibilities. we are all part of the Endless so in the Endless we are one. its the finginning.
I am learning so much from you…