Friday, February 21, 2014

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Computer
My mind
An apple
Of
The most
Unusual kind

Bite
Into me
Make a
Wish
For its
Magic
Mixed
From
Scratch

Apple
My mind
Transform
Rewind
Re write
Magic
Of my soul heart n mind

Program
Me out
Of all the thinking
I've done

Supposed
To do

And re boot
Me
Back
To
What I am

Revive
My passion
And my play

Join my hand
Lets run
In fields
Of flowers
And rainbows
That no one else
Can see

Because
We are the dream
Weavers
The music
Makers
The Story
Tellers

We are the Writers
Of our Destiny
Because
We re member
What We Are

We are not
here

To Be a program
Fit a mold
Or robotocise

Our life
Mindless
To your tune

We hear
The beat
Our
Heart
We are moved
By the pulse
Of light
Its what
We are!

Nothing less
Than
Magic beams
And shooting stars

Burning bright
In the darkness
Of the night

The pulse
The power
The light

Mind body spirit ignight!!
Hold on tight!

What
About
Its not been done
Before?

Thats
Right

Thats why
I am here

Jump out
Of the consciousness of fear
And create
Discover
Live

Change
The world!

Not by doing
But
Being
Here
now!
In the pulse of
All that I am!

-Hailey Dawn Armstrong
February 6, 2014

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