to the edges of time
...a unicorn poem...at the threshold awaits...bright poppies a new beginning ...
to the edges of time
the spice of life
at all times laughter
in the autumn of life
more is what we need
we can not just go gently
into that sweet good night
satiate luxuriate kill ourself
in the most naked way we can
along the pathways of love
of laughters the spice of life
play the flute with Pan like a kid
gather the stars from space edges
cavort with the goddesses
with the moon muses with Nyx
and dance in the cool solar winds
to the ends of the cosmoses
leave paradise earth smiling
bid goodbye to a beloved home
the nest of all our rainbows
of hopes of dreams of pots of gold
now so different from everything
that was presented to us at birth
bid goodbye to a time cherished
when unicorns pranced during our deepest lonely nights
awesome wide eyed candy days
innocent fearless adventures
at the threshold awaits virgin
fields of wild flowers... windswept
bright poppies a new beginning
fresh as the daisies of spring
more laughters more joy indulge
satiate luxuriate in the most
naked way you can... strip down
hopscotch under a pouring rain
play the flute of life with Pan
under the lush olive tree frolic
once more with the unicorns the nymphs
with satyrs into that sweet goodnight
where time stood still frozen in silence
with the wondering smile on your face
your loved ones souls close at hand
you say hello to the edges of time
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(c)NDR07.25.2022
Photo:Picasso “Le Repos” Wikipedia
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Life is beautiful. Enjoy to the end of time...watch the video also “To me you are beautiful”- life indeed is beautiful.
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