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AncientHippie Member
since 2009-10-15
Posts 411Surfing the Cosmic Flow |
My children will always dwell in Transition. They will be occupied with moving through Themselves into a changing Present. That emergent child will ever look back, to whom they once were, before embracing, and being in, Transition. Life's veil is not a barrier, nor a wall to hide behind: Life's veil is not a handicap, nor a burden to be carried... see instead a gentle fog that focusses your sight, removes distraction, doubt and fear, to clarify your will: step through the shimmering doorway, and be where you belong in Transition. And later in some other When, or in some future Now, all you have been will shine as light, a gentle guiding beacon, in other children's night: a torch that will light them through Transition. PS: I have this poem as an avi file with music on youtube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hx3M5DpCoZ0 "We are stardust: we are golden: and we've got to get ourselves back to the garden." --Joni Mitchell "Woodstock" |
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MorningStar Member
since 2009-10-26
Posts 290Pittsburgh, Pa |
A father who can teach his children not to fear time and to seize each moment is worth his weight in gold. This is insightful and elegant. I enjoyed it very much! Aenea If I don't say it...who will? |
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AncientHippie Member
since 2009-10-15
Posts 411Surfing the Cosmic Flow |
Aenea: Thank you very much. Your comments lift my spirits. Go well. Jim "We are stardust: we are golden: and we've got to get ourselves back to the garden." --Joni Mitchell "Woodstock" |
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