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Longing for universal growth
returning to our spiritual home
mission of accomplishment
inner source guiding in light deep within starry night soaring in flight
with wings of destiny spread over time
travels back to the beginning of birth
harvesting seeds and planting new ideas ...
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As I stare into her lost brown eyes,
I fear for her.
Her fears are my fears.
She will never know how much I love her,
And how much I would give up for her.
I can hear her screaming.
I can hear her bleeding.
But most of all ...
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 I usually see her in her police uniform. She stands with dignity and honor, always ready to serve and protect. She walks with grace and always makes herself available to listen to the complaints of victims of crime or oppression as well as to those who are in need. But to us, her children, she is one tough mama. She lays down the rules ...
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Love is pure.
Pure corruption of the soul.
It makes me hurt myself,
My heart feels like it’s gonna beat out of my chest and bleed to death ...
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 March 1st brought a record-breaking 70 degree Saturday to the Colorado Front Range. The warmth that met me as I stepped out from my morning yoga class immediately brought a smile to my lips and a deepening of my breath. I took great satisfaction in filling my lungs with this bright, clear air filled with the sounds of an awakening spring.
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I hear the wind whisper my name,
My heart playing a drum-beat,
To the leave's soft music,
Caresses so gently placed on my face,
Brushed against my hands,
By mother earth and her daughters,
Sweet scent of oak and soil ...
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 I live in a most wonderful neighborhood. Today was a most beautiful day. If this is Spring then I say it is here today. The people are all out of their homes picking up branches, raking leaves welcoming the beautiful entrance of Spring’s arrival. The snow has left no memories on most of the lawns as I pass in front of peoples houses delivering ...
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Hello?
Are you there?
If so I hope your listening.
Could I ask you some questions?
They've been on my mind and
I keep meaning to get them out.
I wonder sometimes
about you and how everything going where ...
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When spring comes
She still can’t see
She still can’t see the colors
But she can hear them
She can hear the crunch of feet on grass
Of the peeping of baby birds
The growls from the lawn mower
She still can’t see the colors
But she can taste them ...
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 The day had been sunny and hot. It was July in Alabama and afternoon
storms were not uncommon. I heard the approaching storm with thankful
ears knowing that after the storm the temperature would drop and the
evening would be pleasant. Of my four children, only the youngest was
still at home. Harry had just turned nineteen and ...
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