Treasure Keeping
J A Crowder
I dance with words, chancing a flow & rhythm ever moving, tapping, singing nonchalantly. I write onto this page, into my heart, transforming to verses echoing soul songs, releasing eloquently, easily, no tiptoeing, not slow, but in a rushing gust of winds. Sashaying like wind-chiming echoes, dashing forward as stream beds do. Cool, crisp, water flowing, chancing movement, dancing with time, as if time itself stilled & sea smashing waves froze. These moments captured within a drying, frozen spell of ink forever stamped to this once blank parchment. Like blank canvases ready to ignite! Capturing a scene for eternity. We long to remember & to explore each sensation with words, treasure keeping moments with an eye’s ever encroaching wonderment, sharing & dancing within the art of it all.
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