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A Path, Long and Narrow
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A Path, Long and Narrow |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA 
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Shoes of worn leather, ventilated...too many miles. Walking a path, centuries old...lined by trees, by bushes, loose rock...at the edge of a cliff. Walk the path, the voice says to me...fear not the darkness, the edge... Why? I ask in a faint voice... Why must I walk a path, one worn by the travels of countless others? Worn by the winds of change, the rains of sorrow, darkened by clouds of despair and brightened by the glimmer of hope within rays... Because you must...again the voice, deep, yet soothing says to me... Puzzling....Unsure... My feet, tired from my travels...Shoulders weary of life’s load....hands bleeding from countless thorns.....a cleansing tear washing away a rivulet of dust....showing a weathered face beneath soft and kind eyes....Eyes of a traveler. One who treads the narrow path... Take the hand of courage, the hand of compassion. Feel the warmth of assurance and the firmness of deliverance....hear the voice of wisdom, heed the words... Stumbling, almost falling, reaching out, taking the hand. Kneeling, a bruised knee telling the mind of that which it feels. Though the trials of life are many, I shall walk. My path though worn is new. Each stone beckons me. Each corner haunts me. Mile after mile my travels take me. What might lie at the end? Will the path widen, end or split? Uncertainty grips the soul like ice within the veins. Though I stumble, though I fall, though I have doubt and fear. Though I thirst, I hunger, I call, my life, my journey... is here. |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (big hugggsssssss) Oh Barry, this is excellent, sweet friend, yes, follow your own path but listen to His voice, the voice that motivates us all, for your journey ahead is bound to be fruitful should you let Him take your hand! (sigh) This is excellent, sweet friend, God Bless You, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Barry, thank you for sharing!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton "Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..." |
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Marsha
since 2000-07-10
Posts 7423Maidstone Kent England |
Magnus darling heart and writer of the promise that is held within the breezes sigh, so often your writing touches the truth and clothes the mystery of life in words that reveal them for all to see. In this beautiful rhythm of life you have dressed the thoughts of soul in garments of glowing light. You’ve breathed your life into them and the poem lives and breathes in the readers soul. How you do what you do so well and apparently effortlessly I do not know, what I do know is if there ever came a day where your words didn’t affect me I would know I no longer lived. And the aching sorrow of this trial the road within this affects me so deeply. This is beautiful, writing at its lyrical best, as always perfect do I love it of course I do it is utterly utterly utterly perfect. As always Mushy   Breathe through the heat of our desire Thy coolness and they balm Let sense be dumb let flesh retire Speak through the earthquake wind and fire [This message has been edited by Marsha (11-07-2002 10:40 PM).] |
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Robert Adamson Member
since 2002-10-21
Posts 328PA/USA |
Sometimes, I'm feeling how unappreciative life is and reading this poem sort of straitens life out a bit. etoodog |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
very nice, questions we all have, and yes, life is here and we have to take it as it comes and deal with what we've got, live it to its fullest, whatever that may be...the great unknown. |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Hi Barry, This feels very inspirational to me. Many intriguing thoughts here. Sandra |
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Connel
since 2002-11-04
Posts 736Florida, USA |
Nice poem.. Enjoyed it. Thanks for sharing. I wish to become a great poet some day, but it will only come in time. Til then, I shall write my poems, and wait. |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Well done. ThisDiamond |
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