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Silent Objections
The calm water reflects the coldmorning sky coming on-line. Pierced by raven calls and lulledby rolling waves. Fragments I carried herebegin to slip into the water. The cold and water I have come to embraceas years have passed, has not changed. The same stones mark the way to an ice covered shorelineand that tree has…
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Poem – Stars
And we sailed in a cosmic boat made from dreams across an ocean of stars. Guided by distant energy we only feel drawn to what we do not yet see. Paddling through stellar dust we travelled through star nurseries. Something on the other side draws us closer as we lose track of the passing years.…
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Poem – Tomorrow’s Lesson
As my years here have grown, and the world around shrinks, the uncertainty of time increases, and if I only learn one thing in this life, it is this: Cherish today, the people, animals, trees, right here in your grasp, as tomorrow they may slip away. Tomorrow may arrive, or it may not.
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Poem – Untitled #2
(1) When evening light scatters across the horizon hidden behind the treeline moving to the wind and free of clouds, the orange disk fills my eyes with a field neither land nor sea but made of light and our feet walk gently upon this, though I do not see you my hand holds something and…
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Dreams: Our Reality
Dreams: Path or Reality What will it take to trust this path? How many more years will I take the steps carefully, always watchful, before I finally give in and trust, not only this direction, but more importantly, myself? Dreams far beyond my physical reach are an integral part of each day. I have read…
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Dreams: Path or Reality
Dreams: Path or Reality What will it take to trust this path? How many more years will I take the steps carefully, always watchful, before I finally give in and trust, not only this direction, but more importantly, myself? Dreams far beyond my physical reach are an integral part of each day. I have read…