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RAM
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0 posted 2000-05-19 01:44 PM


Mantra Transformed

Pulling you in
with each deep breath.
Slowly, I release
a sigh -
a sigh that is your name.

Feeling you flow
with each fresh pulse.
Softly, I whisper
in peace -
the peace that is your name.

Freely you stream
through each blessed cell.
Swiftly, I succumb
to rush -
a rush that lives your name...
Corinne.

©  RAM  5/17/00


© Copyright 2000 RAM - All Rights Reserved
brian madden
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ireland
1 posted 2000-05-19 02:11 PM


That was beautiful, very tranquil. I am sure Corinne will be honoured by your mantra.
Parker
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2 posted 2000-05-19 03:32 PM


Yepr! I echo brian totally. Beautifully penned.

Parker

Corinne
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3 posted 2000-05-19 06:50 PM


Oh, RAM, I'm speechless. Thank you
(blushing furiously).

Corinne

dhuron
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4 posted 2000-05-19 06:58 PM


this was a wonderful poem..very peaceful and breathtaking...
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5 posted 2000-05-20 07:10 AM


RAM~
Tee - Hee  
The *blush* becomes her, does it not?
~*Marge*~


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LadySofia
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6 posted 2000-05-20 08:01 AM


RAM my friend, what a compelling piece. Gives me shivers all over!

^_^ LadySofia


 That time of year thou mayst in me behold, When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang, Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruined choirs where late the sweet birds sang. In me thou see'st the twilight of such day, As after sunset fadeth in the west, Which by-and-by black night doth take away, Death's second self that seals up all in rest. In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire, That on the ashes of his youth doth lie, As the deathbed whereon it must expire, Consumed with that which it was nourished by. This thou perciev'st, which makes thy love more strong, To love that well which thou must leave ere long.
William Shakespeare



RAM
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7 posted 2000-05-24 02:26 PM


thank you brian and Parker

de nada, Corinne. thank YOU

thanks, dhuron

Marge, that it does.  

Thanks, LadySofia.  shivers are good, especially when it's near 100 outside.

Rick

SpitFire
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8 posted 2000-05-24 03:05 PM


~RAM,...oh what a lovely piece.  You have the power to express so beautifully.  Thank you for sharing. *Peace.
RAM
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9 posted 2000-05-25 11:22 AM


thanks, Spitfire
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