Poem -

Talking To Myself

Sitting in the park,

Looking at the sun for answers,

The breeze blowing in my hair,

As the blades of grass,

Tickle in between my fingers.

As I connect with the earth,

Looking forward to the life before me,

No more questioning the impossible,

Just embracing the challenges set for me.

This convoluted universe,

Channelling it into one force,

My equilibrium is balanced,

Bringing my multiple personalities down to one,

This single human vessel,

with emotions and thoughts.

Enjoying the air I breath,

Letting all negativity leave my world,

My positive hippie is back once again.

So watch out this time world.

As this talking to myself & putting it out there,

Is my affirmation that it's for real and for good.....

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sparrowsong

My positive hippie is back once again...

Cool Georgia!

Peace...

Enjoy the day!

sparrowsong

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Georgia Elliott

Thank you Sparrowsong much appreciated my fellow child of the sun. Peace & Love,
Nameste,

Georgia

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Lucas Lazar

When speaking with one's self is expected to speak one day with God, talking to oneself while enjoying the beauty of nature gives the possibility to write poems so beautiful and senses how this poem of Georgia, says the author:

“Sentada en el parque, contemplo el sol esperando una respuesta. La brisa que sopla mueve mi pelo, como se mueven las hojas entre la hierba, cosquillean mis dedos, mientras me conecto con la tierra, contemplo la vida enfrente de mí, sin cuestionarme lo imposible, tan solo me dejo abrazar por esos desafíos que emergen desde dentro de mí ser”

Greetings, I loved the poem.

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Georgia Elliott

Thank you Lucas Lazaro for the kind words. I am glad you loved it,

Georgia

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Georgia Elliott

Thank you Carolyn Cade I am glad you could connect with the words I wrote & appreciate the feeling. X

Georgia 

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