There is no set moment to when it hits you. When you freeze and the formation begins to take place. But when it does, it is time stopping – it is an infinite pause in a constant revolving world. It is ice before the fire. The burn of words etching into the stars. Like a path of light that will take you... somewhere... deep within your soul.
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Infinite Pauses (Poetry)| ✔ PUBLISHED|
Poetry#15 in poetry (17/08/2017) a formation of words that appear in the middle of midnight or lazy daylight. these words know no hour, they form when and of what they want. - Love. Sadness. Ocean. Earth. Courage. Faith. Strength.- (In no particular order...
