<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=475996" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Visions pt3-Marooned (Visions Forsaken)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There was a warm gust from every angle<br>I felt like an unleashed angel<br>A path up ahead went neither up nor down<br>It made no difference, my souls were on clouds<br>Ran my fingers through the air before going too far<br>I stopped to gaze, more or less, and picked up some stars<br>Looked them over and gave them to the wind<br>But they stayed with me like next of kin <br>And my journey begins</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There was no sign of sun, but plenty of light<br>No need of sleep, the night had the day off<br>There was nothing familiar but also no fright<br>No laws of the land and no grass to stay off<br>Everything at hand, no need for resilience<br>Worlds on my lashes, each blink was brilliance<br>I peered on down far into the blue<br>Imagination expressed in magnificent hues <br>And my journey continues</div><div style="margin:10px 0">There was a flock of birds streaming above<br>Wherever I turned I could feel the love<br>A newborn to my right, raindrops of life trickled<br>And a figure to my left, in the field with its sickle<br>Devils and saints danced side by side<br>With pride but had no agenda to hide<br>Shook hands with my shadow when I thought I had traveled<br>The distance <br>But the journey had more to bedazzle</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=P.R.+Prosper">P.R. Prosper</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=475996" data-title="Visions pt3-Marooned (Visions Forsaken) de P.R. Prosper" data-description="There was a warm gust from every angle I felt like an unleashed angel A path up ahead went neither up nor down It made no difference, my souls were on clouds Ran my fingers through the air before going too far I stopped to gaze, more or less, and ..."></div> </div> </div>

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