A bridge of many cycles

                                                                  A morning of calm and meditation, translucent imagination, Melodies of everywhere, inhaling wisdom exposed to those that search, a lifetime of consistent repetition, an energy carried on forever, I mold and teach as I future my endeavors, I sit upon a bridge of many cycles, all directions can lead to the same destination with the same vision. walk upon soles that hug the gravel no matter how rough the terrain. A second of a glance, the mental image of the highest point. ifoundsoul2013

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