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Monthly Archives: May 2014
In side and beside
The map to your heart, is in your heart. So where are you going? Be still. The Light in mine Of which you seek Illuminates Yours. Seek the One who points your soul toward love’s direction. He is pointing at … Continue reading
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Teaspoons of Light
I take in teaspoons of light to feed the darkness… and it still growls with hunger. Nothing craves light more than a shadow with a secret it wants to show. tis nothing if not heardEmailTwitterFacebook0PrintGoogle
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A Lions Dream
What gives the lion his strength, is the softness of his Dreams. tis nothing if not heardEmailTwitterFacebook0PrintGoogle
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Driftwood in Your Ocean
When I am silent,I am down in my imagination.I am swimming,seeing the surface of your eyes,the sea beneath them,the currents…upwelling. Never mistake my silence for absence.I am driftwood in your ocean,you flow above and below. I seek your presence in … Continue reading
The Albatross
This is the albatross… Our imaginations are like this; abnormally large wing spans, resting infrequently if at all for many trips around the earth, sleeping in flight, heart only racing when it lands… monogamous, faithful to it’s own solitude and … Continue reading
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Why it rains
My love expels from the aquifer of my being,in synchrony with a mountain top weathering. Rock erodes into dust, coloring the sky red and rust. Water gathers about the grainupon everything it rains. Earth quenched by wineArouses the timeless out … Continue reading
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Fashioner of Wind
Layla is the faint attar at dawn quiet, sinuously flowing slowly in the morning She stirs the fashioner of winds Majnun is the feather Whenever his beloved gets too close, upon her wings, he flies off and away again. tis nothing if not heardEmailTwitterFacebook0PrintGoogle
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The Pain of the Thorn
the pain of the thorn is where the rose gets it color from where fragrance manifests its message tis nothing if not heardEmailTwitterFacebook0PrintGoogle
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Halcyon
We occupy different parts of the earth but we share the same sky look up everything is up there boundless cloud pastures of the imagination roam in halcyon tis nothing if not heardEmailTwitterFacebook0PrintGoogle
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The Eyes
I am always amazed at how far your eyes can seeIt’s not the conquest of visionit is a surrender to the unseeable. tis nothing if not heardEmailTwitterFacebook0PrintGoogle
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