essential expressions
get ready.... turn the page
Sat, March 7, 2009 - 1:06 PM
prairies wide
in search of sustenance
scampering thought
be still or be caught
listen
all is known within
stillness
perceived with heart
allows for time
or
grace
or
fate
whatever you seek
stretched upon the updraft
floating through the gate
only mama's kiss
can hold one to the ground
yet
wings ache to fly
over territory unbound
chance or choice
ones true voice
best offered without sin
use your power wisely
brother love - sweet sister kin
truth is in the pudding
puddings in the eye
swimming in your making
you may want apple pie
remember who you are
hear the star-shine sing
holding doors wide open
for all who'd follow in
you are god's creation
singing life anew
open wide my brother
this worlds a gift to you
a castle or a button
no matter once your home
the joy is in the making
your heart and mind as one
love your sister deeply
she'll hold your heart with mirth
open to forever
guided with new birth
life is singing loudly
all the worlds a stage
star
in your production
get ready
turn the page...
-soulfriend
3/4/09
you are loved deeply
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Sat, March 7, 2009 - 2:18 PM
beautiful poem
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Sat, March 7, 2009 - 10:42 PM
Deeply beauty....
Yes...
The power of the Love, like food of our souls, reflex in each other our inner bright Star. The ancient True is always waiting to us, When we get ready , when we are fearless, to turn the page, to Love in joy . And to share and to spread our endless Light *** Here & Now, you have my love sista, GAiA |
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Sun, March 8, 2009 - 12:21 PM
Thank you
Fuck you I might say if I were certain you knew you'd be okay every time it falls apart. We could be launched to whatever regions of space there may be and each time we'd make a gorgeous place to celebrate the fearfully casual beauty we must always be.
Lament not the tribulations of destruction, for our destiny to manifest is the shining truth that we are. But things aren't destroyed. Our programming for Jihad may be rewritten, and VERY strange new things have been happening. Your words are spotted with messages. Barely detectable except for the proper receiver, But I notice, and I thank you I live for that kind of thing ya know |
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Tue, March 10, 2009 - 9:48 AM
I can feel the wind rushing through my feathers, the earth is far bellow, boundless love is all i see, even in the shadow of the smallest stone......love and warmest blessings my dear friend, Keith
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