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Poem – Beneath the Setting Sun
When I see the evening sun gracefully fall into the forest and the last rays sweep across the sky I hear the slow progression of cello and violin as the music makes room in me for these rare moments and feelings of peace. I have been down that road many times in this life hoping…
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Poem – The Dead Sea
Standing before my reality, I see the ruins. A civilization gone before my eyes. The pillars stand above the land, where someone’s life started. Standing alone on a cliff, I see what remains. The water flows beneath my feet, From the canal to the Dead Sea. People from the old world came to start again,…