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The Whispers
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The Whispers |
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WhiteRose Member Elite
since 2002-07-23
Posts 3208somebody's dungeon 
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When the wind journeys blows through the trees makes them sway with life and rustles the leaves, You don't hear the whispers? When the waves rush in and swallow the shore splash against the rocks then rush out for more, You don't hear the whispers? When you sit upon the mountain wild flowers everywhere the Eagle overhead soaring through the air, You don't hear the whispers? Or when you're just sitting in the attic of your house going through an old scrapbook quiet as a mouse, You don't hear the whispers? All the world whispers if you want to hear just sit in silence as it whispers in your ear. Everything has a voice to the ear that is trained to listen to the snowflakes to commune with the rain. You have to let go and think beyond logic let your mind escape then listen for the magic. WhiteRose Love Seduces Joy From The Heart |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Another way of saying this is.... Stop and smell the roses.... something we all need to do from time to time....and you have said it so well.. |
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HeartBeats Junior Member
since 2002-08-03
Posts 16TX |
Excellent advice! Too bad more don't heed it... |
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