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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart 
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Rising Dreams So quiet, so quiet. Shhh. Whisper. It is dark, but not, it is light, almost, and within myself I feel the urge to rise, always hesitant at first, the fear of falling ever-heightened. I am always alone at this time. I know it is since no one must descry: I can fly! And I do so, willingly, even with the uncertainty the fear always brings. Once my mind overcomes the apprehension, the magic euphoria of the uplifting freedom then emerges, and I can look ahead, and back, upward, and down, my only fear now of hearing a voice that will cause me to crash. This part is the time I cherish best, the total freedom, the weightlessness, and the elegant beauty from the heights I can reach. By myself. Alone. I share the nightly day-time firmament with no birds, no mechanical structures, no butterflies. I wonder why no butterflies. Sometimes the lift into the heavens comes slowly; other times I am just there overhead, looking down on me. I hope in my dreams I shall always be given flight. ©KRJ 28 August, 1999 ------------------ Sunshine Words will always express our feelings true. ~~~ KRJ Look, then, into thine heart, and write ~~~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Sunshine, A beautiful poem it still rings in my ears. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Thanks, Sy. Let me know if I need to send ear plugs. |
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