| 6 years ago :: Oct 21, 2007 - 3:42PM #1 | |
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Will the Circle Be Unbroken
I find of late, in quiet times, With softer step and gentler rhythm, Miles apart from madding crowd In introspection I am bidden To slip the rough protective coat That useful proved in growing up But now impedes the tender shoot That seeks new light on which to sup. The fingers of Your warming smile Are gentle on my spirit's husk As slowly opened to the day My world of drear eternal dusk Dissolves to find a richer life And root descends to depths unknown To anchor there mid ages past Where sage's paths are wont to roam. When duly anchored, growth begins, At first I feel so meek and thin But bursting from my earthly tomb My cotyledon now ascends To heights that give a different view, A different world, a different read, Than what I dreamed of in the earth When I existed as a seed. I seem forever in the Light And in Your smile do fully flower Leaning down You deign me kiss As all around my fragrance showers, On and on this dance sustains A life I thought would never end But then one windy day in fall I find that I begin to bend And getting lower to the earth I see where time is going to lead And so release into the wind The quintessential gift...a seed. |
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| 6 years ago :: Oct 22, 2007 - 9:48PM #2 | |
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Thanks DAH!
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| 6 years ago :: Oct 25, 2007 - 10:18AM #3 | |
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Just beautiful!!!!
Hi Roadrunner!! Sam :) |
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| 6 years ago :: Oct 25, 2007 - 10:21AM #4 | |
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*For example:
Habit is habit and not to be flung out of the window by any man, but coaxed downstairs a step at a time. -Mark Twain Got it? It's fun!!! If you read it and feel it, post it!! :) Peace, Sam |
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| 6 years ago :: Oct 25, 2007 - 11:01AM #5 | |
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Though the burden
may seem too heavy upon the shoulders of one, and there might be too much hesitation with no directions known, too much division already caused too much suffering on earth. There can be only one answer given even the blind can see. for though wisdom can be interpreted as different in many lives, tt is still passed down to you and me. Placed in our hearts and in our minds since we first drew breath. Left in our hands to carry on the best way we can. All over the world the beauty found is much too often overlooked or simply ignored, for even as the sun simply shines and the cool winds blow... hope is reborn to the world. This precious hope gives the broken hearted, despaired, lonely creatures, and human beings, a reason to wake each morning.... and try again. So each new morning all human beings and living creatures are reborn to the world. It is a new day, and a new beginning... Let's live it. Sam *I just wanted to say hello! :) Peace! |
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| 6 years ago :: Oct 26, 2007 - 7:12AM #6 | |
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Hi Sam!
Glad to see you posting here and thanks for your comment. I enjoyed reading your "Rambling Thoughts" and your poem on this thread. You're right, each day can be a "new beginning", I guess we need to be sure that we treat it that way. RR |
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| 6 years ago :: Oct 26, 2007 - 7:56AM #7 | |
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I wish I had you guys' gift for poetry!
Dark Energy. It can be found in the observable Universe. Found in ratios of 75% more than any other substance. Dark Energy. It can be found in religious extremists, in cheerleaders. To come to the conclusion that Dark signifies mean and malevolent would define 75% of the Universe as an evil force. Alternatively, to think that some cheerleaders don't have razors in their snatch is to be foolishly unarmed.
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| 6 years ago :: Oct 26, 2007 - 9:51AM #8 | |
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Sacrificialgoddess,
Thanks! Would you mind if I put your above quote in the Proverbs and Catchy Sayings thread? ___________________ Hey! RR!!! Sam |
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| 6 years ago :: Oct 21, 2007 - 4:27PM #9 | |
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Hauntingly beautiful! :)
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