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Observations of Seniority
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Observations of Seniority |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California 
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Time spins a web from the tree of life and we are caught. Blown like a feather we cling as our need gives us strength. We touch the lazy leaf in awe, smell the tangy edge of fruited laughter and long for truth. Days are sometimes our slow enemy. The dullness of them seeps into our lust and inhibits our exuberance. Many times a manic dance spins us out of control, before we can think of a purpose we have passed ourselves and must seek again what we never found. We are the umbillicated tied to the past by a severed cord, phantom pains keep us from forgetting our beginning. We are chained to the future by the microscope of eternity found in our children. We throw out a life line and glean through the unbearable coupling of our bodies, destiny. From the depth of this beauty we recognize youth far back on the road. The mirror mimics our exterior when inside we realize that youth has only become less frivolous and more kind. The mother to the daughter the father to the son and on and on the lessons pass along the generational path. Singing when your heart is full brings sweetness to your voice. Holding the hand of one who walks along the river leads to the appreciation of little things. Listening to the message of the sea, humbles an overripe opinion. Embracing in love sets a fire that will not be extinguished. Looking inward for the teacher calms the trembling fingers of your grasping search. Laughter emptying into your troubled soup sweetens the bitterness and strengthens all the essential ingredients. To struggle against the web is to be caught more fiercely. If we are still listening and open, we can appreciate the glistening of its craftsmanship and the touch of air surrounding it. Peace is fleeting, found in an instant when eyelash meets the cheek. Does the tree of life concern itself with our struggle? Tall and sure it holds the web, but can it protect it from what is or what will be? I still have not seen the spider. |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Martie, This remainds me of a poem I wrote not too long ago. Enjoyed the read maybe I'll post mine. |
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Watcher666 Senior Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 1606 |
Liked this much.Great message here.  ------------------ Illusion...what we see and what we do...it's all up to you. |
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Pepper Member Elite
since 1999-08-19
Posts 3079Southern Florida |
A wondeful piece Martie......left me thinking....... ------------------ May your days be filled with lots of sunshine and your nights lit up by golden moonbeams |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Thanks for the read  |
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WhtDove Member Rara Avis
since 1999-07-22
Posts 9245Illinois |
You've put a lot of thought in this. I really enjoyed this. I love the message you've brought across here! |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
Observations of Seniority = Wisdom! ------------------ Denise |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Thankyou all for your kind words. |
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Balladeer
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since 1999-06-05
Posts 25505Ft. Lauderdale, Fl USA |
Good, Martie. I admire the effort you put into your writing. |
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