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Honeybunch
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since 2001-12-29
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0 posted 2003-11-15 06:25 AM


Folded first the spark within
like death before rebirth
stretches, bends, and travels still
the journey to a flame.

Not born into awareness
on the right side of the street
the magic of a mind  
brings close and very personal
the true meaning of a life.  

Suddenly a rumble,    
truth gone before insight,    
and afraid the spark trembles  
fearful lest it rain  
the pain and grief of yesterday
upon its infancy.  

But suffer say the old,  
swallow tears until you age,
and feel inside the ache
of spark turned into ash
before, long before,
you stand an awesome flame.  

And in the twilight time
remember there is night
when sparks from ash arise
and unfold into the universe
the deep unconscious mind
to burn, and burn,
through time and space
truth, wishes, hopes, and dreams.

I feed a spark attention,
fan with imaginings,
and wait a silent spectator
to the awesome power of mind
able, if disposed,
to move the glass of time
close and very personal
one last and final time.

Helen  / 15 November 2003


© Copyright 2003 Helen - All Rights Reserved
PouringJewels
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since 2003-09-18
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1 posted 2003-11-15 06:33 AM


I beg to differ.... do not suffer or put up with old time tears. Do not choose that path you feel near.
Honeybunch
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since 2001-12-29
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South Africa
2 posted 2003-11-15 06:44 AM


Sometimes we have to suffer in order to truly appreciate what will some day be.  If one can't accept that graciously, we can make ourselves very unhappy.  
Marge Tindal
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3 posted 2003-11-15 01:05 PM


Helen~
My goodness ... this is just gorgeous~

'And in the twilight time
remember there is night
when sparks from ash arise
and unfold into the universe
the deep unconscious mind
to burn, and burn,
through time and space
truth, wishes, hopes, and dreams'


I just love the all of this~
*Huglets*
~*Marge*~

~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost,
the spirit rejoices over what it has left.
- Sufi epigram
       noles1@totcon.com   

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4 posted 2003-11-15 01:40 PM




(smiles) This is very heartfelt poetry, sweet friend, you always "unfold" such wrapped blessings, God Bless You, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Helen, thank you for sharing!



May love and light always shine upon you!

Love,
Noah Eaton

I don't need no proof when it comes to God and truth
I can see the sun set and I perceive

***Live***

passing shadows
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5 posted 2003-11-15 01:45 PM


beautifully thought-provoking
BluesSerenade
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6 posted 2003-11-15 05:27 PM


Not born into awareness
on the right side of the street
the magic of a mind  
brings close and very personal
the true meaning of a life.

Dear Helen, you give me pause, time and time again.  

Thank you so much for all your good thoughts!  

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