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To Dance In The Light Of The World
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To Dance In The Light Of The World |
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Cerenity Member Elite
since 2000-02-16
Posts 2637Escondido-California 
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To Dance In The Light Of The World I in my garden alone yet not, for I feel a presence’s with me seeking the same from its beauty the tranquillity that only nature can provide. Flowers with such sweet smell, and colors of the rainbow brightly adorn their dress, swaying softly in the spring breeze, telling me of this days delights. Who is this presence that I feel with me? Could it be the “other”? In a state of wonderment at the beauty that life can behold. This other presence I have felt before in times that I let my guard down to the natural beauty around me. Why is that? Is it because the other is “I” in my most natural and purest state . With no fear in my sight’s or trembling in my members. My souls reflection unharmed by this realm I reside in. The flowers tell a story true, for they dance in unison with no fear of man do they posses and from birth to death show there full beauty not only when it is safe. Shall I ever be one in union with all that I am ,so as to dance in the light of the world before it is to late? By, Cerenity |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland |
There is something magical in nature, I have no doubt about that. You can lose yourself in its beauty and find yourself or another part of yourself, "This other presence I have felt before in times that I let my guard down to the natural beauty around me. Why is that?" Fantastic, and beautiful. ------------------------ "Isn't it enough to see that a garden is beautiful without having to believe that there are fairies at the bottom of it too? " Douglas Adams. Small Black Flowers That Grow In The Sky "You have your very own number They dress your cage in its nature Once you roared now you just grunt lame Pace around pathetic pound games Wanna get out won't miss you sensaround To carry your own dead to swing your tyre tricks Wanna get out here you're bred dead quick For the outside, The small black flowers that grow in the sky They drag sticks along your walls Harvest your ovaries dead mothers crawl Here comes warden, Christ, temple, elder Environment not yours you see through it all Wanna get out won't miss you sensaround To carry your own dead to swing your tyre tricks Wanna get out here you're bred dead quick For the outside, The small black flowers that grow in the sky Here chewing your tail is joy" Richey Edwards |
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Angelwings Member
since 1999-08-27
Posts 222IL, USA |
Yes, you can always find your true self in nature. Nature has a way of clearing away your pains and angers as well as your doubts and fears. What a wonderful way to display the true greatness of nature. Thank you for sharing I look forward to reading more. |
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Marge Tindal 
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Dance, Cerenity ... dance. The wind encircles you and gently lifts you along nature's dance floor. Tip-toe through the light of life. Beautiful, hon. ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ noles1@totcon.com |
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Lily121 Junior Member
since 2000-05-23
Posts 24 |
Wow. Really great, Cerenity. Nature has a most impressive impression on all of us, doesn't it? |
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netswan Senior Member
since 2000-03-28
Posts 1369Washington |
Hi Cerenity - Great Poem - Nature is astoundingly beautiful and I believe it is part of those that want to let it in. ~netswan |
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