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Random Unsorted Drafts / 24 May 2019

Whisps of white mist linger

Between Thumb and Index finger

Grasping the gravity of patterns

Energy is all and that which matters

My hands thus hover on scarred tissues

Reflecting not on personal issues

Channeling the love that is all around

Universal healing for you is inbound

About The Author

Hayden Veil

In an earlier incarnation, Hayden Veil enjoyed a successful career in software engineering, writing late-night poetry in pursuit of sanity. On 2 February 2020, the world of Hayden Veil changed: Ghosts became real and with its soul laid bare there was no turning back from the perpetual path of poetry.