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Born of a storm
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Born of a storm |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa 
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Clouds meet the sea on horizons of fear and dark the days numbered one on to three that harbours and hides the immortal truth from the ordinary man in the street. And as I peered through the eye of the storm the knowing of more spread fulsome and free like love breaking through the shackles of life and losing the chains of anxiety. But it pays not to count the days, months, years, or wonder who calls an end to the storm when given free reign to rage undisturbed until peace the end result of it all. I stand in the midst of my raging storm aware of the sun playing hide and seek but it tempts in vain this one in the know that for every storm there’s a better “me”. The sun plays its games; dark clouds have their day and I surely am in awe of this storm that shakes, rattles, rolls, a once neutral state and brings a new dawn right to my front door. And I heard it knock persistently sure again, again, over, over again, for a new dawn is love born of a storm and trained to knock, knock over again! Helen / 29 May 2007 |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
Deep and beautiful writing here Helen. Your words touched me as they so often do.  |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thanks so much, GS, for your kind comment. I'm just hoping now to retain the calm after the storm - until the end of it all. |
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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
New dawns bring such beautiful hope -- as does your poem. I enjoyed this a lot. Alison |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thank you, Alison. Glad you enjoyed! I somehow don't think hope is what it's cracked up to be - maybe just to know is better.  |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
"And as I peered through the eye of the storm the knowing of more spread fulsome and free like love breaking through the shackles of life and losing the chains of anxiety." This verse makes it all clear. Enjoyed. JL "The man who reads nothing at all is better educated than the man who reads nothing but newspapers." |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Helen~ 'But it pays not to count the days, months, years, or wonder who calls an end to the storm when given free reign to rage undisturbed until peace the end result of it all.' I adore the ALL of this write~ *Huglets*  ~*Marge*~ ~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~ |
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