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In the blue, so blue, of sky
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In the blue, so blue, of sky |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa 
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Because I can see forever in the blue, so blue, of sky I’m able to assimilate the silent sounds of destiny that hauntingly play every day across, over, and within the folds of every hope and wish for health and happiness. Some days it’s a lullaby that rocks the child in me, some days it brings alternatives firmly into view, but other days the sound of it deafens me to love and I move into acceptance mode somewhat unwillingly. And so a body sways to whatever plays today, an unknowing slave and prisoner to the tune of destiny that casts hypnotic spells like a witch from out of hell or a wizard non-stop practicing on mystic instruments. And so brief the pause between first pages and the last no mind can break the flow of aggravating circumstances or interrupt the harmony of karmic responsibilities incorporated in the chords like subliminal messages. I stand a woman fortified in this cacophony of sound by the grace of one who gave me the ability to hear the sweet, so sweet, music of true abiding love drifting through the blue, so very blue, of sky … and I ask, “Does it matter if it’s not here on the ground?” Helen / 3 June 2005 |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
Helen, where do you get the inspiration? I could never write like this! well done! |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Ah, dear Dixie, from love of course but you know that already for it's from love that you too get your inspiration. |
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