Composition of Creativity

~ Composition of Creativity ~

Within a manner of worth. For there or no barriers when I hear the sound of the echos of now. The renders of the night the thoughts of which collide. Passion? Perhaps so. The elegance as the fingers flow. The manner of which the souls of each from shore to shore dance within a rhythmic flow. From the deepest to the simplest it's within harmony. Thoughts within each and every day. The passion of what takes place and what can be, far surpasses the depths of tranquility. For within that rhythm of which souls write. Comes the tendency of coincidence? The winds wind, while the birds sing there songs. Even nature never takes too long. Pine tree's to Palm tree's. Within there is that of something which resonates.

The accord within the silence, oh how is it? The immerse of thoughts that come to be. Much like a verse if you ask me. The smiles the laughs which all encounter - are they brief? I think not. Within the flow of the shadows from the window cast merge along with the cadence within that very flow.

Within the stairs of which we all climb, yes history might be stagnant, yet there is a consistence within. As one by one come to be the many, a collage of thoughtful plenty. To enable without discern, is within that capacity of capabilities. Of which we have all learned. One day starts another another ends yet the thread of it all is that of a never ending stream.

The ordinance of which is within is by way of mind, matter and thought. As there are not two people which are alike yet as the stars do shine and the sun does rise. There is a render of which and of from the very souls within.

 ~jgs~