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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738
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I hold a chalice to the wound as I gather sacred trust. I see a palace beneath moon-- I am in spy from the forest. I watch guard in change of shift-- I study those who sleep on feet. I stand before the cross and moan-- helpless before flesh defeat. |
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ethome Member Patricius
since 2000-05-14
Posts 11858New Brunswick Canada |
Got no idea what ya really mean sweetheart but I always love reading your work. Seems like your reading fear and love both out of humankind......You can do that very well! Have a nice night! |
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Krishankins
since 2002-06-23
Posts 972Texas |
I got a visualization of The Crucifixion. Is that what you were aining for? I love it either way!! Kris A bird never flies so high that it can't hit the ground |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
um...yeppers Kris, but it's more like crucifixion on a very personal level--as in a "stand-outside-yourself" observance...life viewing death as the end, when in actuality? There is only one way to know...smile. That sounded more morbid than my mood--  Thanks luvie! |
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devina Member Elite
since 1999-10-28
Posts 3539Cali |
You've personified the feeling in form of chalice... now on the incant...I'll be there you know?  enjoyed your distant view sis... Open arms can be the most fragile in the world... |
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