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Still I Believe
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Still I Believe |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere 
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Caught again Riding the fence Between rights and wrongs Waking up and wondering Which way to go Lost again It doesn’t make sense to me Don’t know what to believe anymore Too many lies Too many motives Too many emotions Too many Woulda Coulda Shoulda Hiding a forest Somewhere in these trees I went to find the goddess In myself To give it room to grow And all I have found Is the sadness The fear The lonely The doubts The all that I am nots Even the what I wases Are gone Still I believe There is that That I am That would give Sparkle to an eye Joy to a heart Longing to a touch Recognition of spirit [This message has been edited by Lori Grosser Rhoden (11-09-2009 04:06 PM).] |
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AncientHippie Member
since 2009-10-15
Posts 411Surfing the Cosmic Flow |
The saga continues. A bittersweet chronicle of your ongoing search, Lori. Beautiful. 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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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Jim, I appreciate your comments.~L |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Nice...James |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
recognition of spirit When this happens, sometimes even a "reuniting of spirits", then we know true joy. May you continue to believe, in yourself above all. Sadly eloquent write. Love, Margherita |
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