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Sven
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0 posted 2000-01-25 01:20 PM


My spirit speaks in the wind
My song comes from the birds
Many tales I have spinned
Some that can't be told by words.

My palatte fills the night sky
My brush makes them glow
Painting pictures only for your eye
So you my love will know.

My music comes from the heart
My Melodies as old as time
Sing it with me, my favorite part
Says that our hearts are in rhyme.

My arms hold you close
My hands caress your hair
Am I real or a ghost?
For it seems I am really there.

Am I really a dream?
Or am I something real?
I am as real as I seem
Your heart I've been sent to heal.

Close your eyes, my kindred spirit
And let your heart be free
I'm singing my song, can you hear it?
Open your eyes. . . it's me. . .

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 That which gives light must endure burning
--Victor Frankl


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Elizabeth Santos
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1 posted 2000-01-25 01:23 PM


Your poetry becomes more beautiful with each song you sing
Liz

Marge Tindal
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2 posted 2000-01-25 01:36 PM


Very, very nice, Sven.
I like this gentle poem.

~*Marge*~


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Denise
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3 posted 2000-01-25 01:39 PM


A lovely song, Sven!

Denise

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Isis
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4 posted 2000-01-25 06:21 PM


I hear the beautiful lyrics Sven,
I listen when alone and still,
We share this boundless kinship,
The words only stop when I've had my fill.

I sing with you in harmony,
Peace and love fill the void,
I thank thee for your understanding,
Trills and minor chords.

Our light is burning stronger,
A beacon for all to see,
Something to cherish and enjoy,
There is nowhere I'd rather be.

Thanks for your beautiful gift of song and kinship my dear Sven, my day to day will finish with smiles and songs. (HUGS)  

 Let your heart guide you. It whispers, so listen closely.
~Isis~
(Sovereign of the Spirit)


Meadowmuse
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5 posted 2000-01-25 09:25 PM


Sven, you've captured a beautiful feeling with this.

Claire

Severn
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6 posted 2000-01-25 10:04 PM


I agree with Marge - so gentle and tender.

Well done.

K


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life enriches writing'
Sylvia Plath

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7 posted 2000-01-26 12:50 PM


Very beautiful and sweet.  Well written
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