during the breaking of the morning
it became apparent
that something had changed
in the way an entire observation
of the happenings which are filtered
into our corner existence
are now each with thier own meaning
and an underlying current
like a seasonal whisper in the air
revealing how each occurence in life
has its own independent inner denotation
which can be a significance all on its own
and everything has a distinct psychological implication
to reveal to you
when you are able to concieve it
and a distinct spiritual meaning
that you can contact once you know
that it exists

About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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