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timothysangel1973

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0 posted 2005-06-06 07:52 PM

Canto I
The Awakening

Through crackle of sound   that early June morn,
the creaking of old wood under my soles    As if -
this were an unfamiliar pace, one I had never made before
At that exact moment in time, the eighty-five year old
wood floor called to me   Howling my name   a melody.

Too many know my routine I have become predictable
apparently so    they know exactly what I will do
as my feet slide the old floor each morning -
they know    that I am here doing the ins and outs
of everyone else’s day, living their hours, not my own.

A Fleeting moment    every ache, every mistake
playing in my minds eye, glancing down     I realize
The floor creaks under my weight yet I have not moved
I'm erect, standing still      military drill   opening windows.

I aspire to sit next to the cheek of God, that close!
Though I know my own imperfections will always
stand in between me and self painfully so, I ask
what makes me continue on when I know -

Better than anyone...

That my balance is too far in one direction or the other
Hounded, harassed, named devious, aggressive and yes-
so very unappreciated, still I wake each day      to live
waiting for the breath of God to burst through me.

There is movement now among the soles of my feet
yet I move them not, though I can feel the walls
sliding past my shadow      I am propelled, unable to halt
thrown into the story, no longer telling it, but living it.

I am in that place of shadows now      inside my soul
no darkness, and the bright lights      oh how bright, vivid
sweet scent of lavender      and baby blue, if there is such
arms and legs, and soul move as fluid      drops of sweat.

It is here, between the lost and found that I halt
I must choose now     choose a voice, or the silence
silent screams before me, a shroud of mystery around
breath or suffocate     shall I stay or go, make a choice.

I can hear her, yet she has no face,  not one that can be seen

I feel her around me, beckoning my soul to move forward
move toward the light, only baggage, be your soul and mind
no need for reflections just yet, or memories of the past
she is in my mind, like yesterday     her voice I hear   singing.

"Now hear this...

You are a wild soul, held down   smothered by curiosities of life
denying your ancestral animal the right to roam the desert
and paint the cave wall.  Do you not wish to sing the song
of the women before, and after you sweet wolf woman?"

A single tear rolls fast from eyes unable to see the face,
the face of the one that asks these things of me, in dark-
i search with shaky hand to find     yet come away empty
she cannot be touched, or felt    she is in me     soul deep.

My ears hear like never before, I can even hum with her song
I do not know this song, yet I sing along in perfect time
da-dum, dum, dum, da-da-dum     sweet sounds I hear, scary
Sheer panic that I know these tunes     I miss not one single note.

Canto II
The Journey

"Come with my child, follow with your inner eye, let it -
Let it guide you to me, and away from me as I lead you
Make your steps swift and light, as we crunch past
memories of a time lived - let the shadow of memory guide."

Still, I cannot see her, she is so close     unable to touch
I am earthly and mortal    I crave to feel the voice that speaks
even so, without knowing     in odd peculiar manner  -  I follow
I am a curious child again, feeling fear, yet fearing not.

"Watch sweet wolf of mine.  Watch as I play your life
one bone at a time, it's real  - I have worn it for you long -
like a band of gold on my finger, it is yours, yet I have
kept it safe for you, here in the light of the shadow."

I feel each stab of envy and jealousy and hate that I have
sinfully harbored in my soul for many earthly years, and
all of a sudden I am shamed by the things I have done
I turn away       her hand reaches out and touches my chin  -

"Watch !  Look at your life with me.  Turn not away
you have been on the run far too long     this is it;
it is time to step into your shadow instead of wearing it
like a cloak to hide what you refuse to see of your soul."

I cry tears of a hundred years, each cry coming from there
that place     that place that I want not to see     it hurts
I want to keep it hidden     for there I dwell better than here
here I have to see it, and there it can just remain shadowed.

"You have to see the past to learn the steps of the dance
the dance with your soul that will save you from yourself
dance with her my lady, she deserves a worthy partner
and who better to hold her than you - the maker of her memories."

I heard "hold" as in actually reaching out and embracing yet,
when I moved my limbs to grab     they refused to cooperate
i repeated once, and again before realizing that I no longer
possessed  control of my own movement     I tested my legs...

"You won't be able to hold her with material flesh my wolf -
you must reach for her with your mind, and the eyes of so.
You must touch her with real purpose, and then take her into
the soul that is home and heart for you both.    Do it !"

I have not the strength to hold that which I am unable to touch
I can't, I won't!     It is all fruitless, someone please awaken me
wake me from this horrid dream that once felt so safe, yet now-
now I am afraid, this is all to mystical to me     I believe not.

In that which I cannot see

da-dum, dum, dum, da-da-dum    there it is again, perfect
perfect, flawless time, that same song from before
It is much, much louder now    smothering and drowning out
all thoughts, stripping me of negativity     I am naked now.

I hide to cover, just like Eve in the Garden     there is nothing
nothing to cover my flesh with    yet I am clothed in something
something that resembles the fur of an animal     course, yet
so warm, and perfectly colored gray and white and gray again.

I reach deep to speak, yet all I can do is make a howling sound
it bleeds from a place I knew no existence of     south of me
My hands shake, yet they never move     the tremble is sagacious
now it moves from limb to limb     until, finally the tremble is gone.

Canto III
Finding Herself

The light, the shadow and scent of sweet lavender and baby blue
they are among me once and again    yet something is so different
I am covered still in this thick fur, and now no longer erect, yet
on all fours, and I can see in the dark what I could not before.

My eyes search and find every dim spray of light    to have eyes
eyes that can see like this, I am not of human flesh anymore
I am made of something bigger,   and stronger,   and full of sight
sight that I have never known prior to this exact moment in time.

I order movement among the limbs that are now each on the floor
and they move    in a motion that is so swift and gentle,  like magic
I have never moved so beautifully    is this a walk, or a run    so swift
I can't draw a line between the two, my fours pound the ground below.

The moon above collides with sand and I see her, just a flash
so quick that without these eyes, I would have missed her
she is beautiful, yet hideous all at once      shall I run, or face her
I feel a tug at one foot, then another     leading me to her.

She holds something white in each hand, and she is singing
In my mind I ask what she is singing, and through psyche she answers,
she bangs these objects together in hand    bang, bang
"Hambre del alma"    she is singing to me the song -

The song of the starved soul, she leads me to water
for she knows that my soul is thirsty   to drink of life
a life better than that of which   I have so forever known
I walk toward the glistening stream,   and lower my head.

I gulp this fluid as if I will never drink again     I am parched
life has dried my soul, and its thirst is haunting     fear I am
once again at what I crave, just water    or more, I do not know
I have no answers, and the banging grows more intense.

I have sensitive ears now, not the human kind   these are electric
each sound is shocking, and blasts through my inner drum
like that of a thousand explosions    of rock against water -
I plead with her to stop the banging of the object    it's deafening.

She refuses to stop, and she continues to bang louder, louder more
I am still drinking the water, yet only sipping now      as I concentrate
on the sound that she won't stop making      now there are several
objects in each hand    so that it is even noisier than before.
da-dum, dum, dum, da-da-dum

***

Canto IV
The Song is finished

"Speak to me wolf-woman    ask what you need to know
make your questions worthy of my voice to answer, for this
this is your chance to show your bravery, and faith in that
which you do not understand, ask for what you crave deep."

I catch her eyes with my own, and have I not known her
I have,   I have known her for as many years as I have walked
my earthly home,   on two and not four,   before skin was fur
and I needed to cover because I felt shame     deep within.

Her eyes like fire, melting clouds of that same baby blue
she is tall and thin, short and round, she is everything at once
at once she is from there to here, in front of me    face to face
I can feel her breath on my soul      she looks into that part of me.

That was carefully hidden long ago   she can see it, free of mask
I feel shame again, and just as quick it is gone      and naked
naked I am again, yet not afraid      I feel free, free of it all
she reaches out and touches my hand with her own   and speaks.

"The last line of the song has been sung.  Over the mountains,
the valleys, through the trees, and the sand, each leaf has fallen
each storm has settled.  You are no longer a force of nature
you are nature, you are part of what gave you life."

I want to fall into her arms, yet I am solid     unable to move towards
or away from this hideously, beautiful, woman or creature   surely
I know not what she is,   she is towering above me now,   I realize
I am on four   while she remains on two staring down at me.

"You craved to sit next to the cheek of God, yet felt un-worthy of so
why did you ever doubt your beauty and strength.  God made you
and craves the same thing, yet you have fallen deep  -  deep into
a soul of shame, you have become all to everyone, and nothing to self."

I am unable to mutter a lie, or excuse    for she is right in her words
she knows the side of me that I can not let others witness, I in truth
do speak.   "I lost me." and realize that nothing more be said    three words
just three,    have completed my whole of existence as woman, and wolf.

"You must choose to leave it alone, choose not to punish your soul,
refuse to dwell on a past that you will never change, and then just as
swiftly and completely -  you must throw it abandon, then and only then
my woman~wolf, are you finally free to go..."

I still need to know what this song is that I have the urge to sing, still
I hear it, I am humming with it, she is singing it, and the objects in hand
they are now on the ground, coming together      raised up for me to see
its a figure, an animal of some sort       I want to touch it, for it is real.

"You have seen here what many women wolves never do - blessed
blessed are you to have taken this journey in its entirety and stayed
for the most beautiful sound of melody that a woman can make is this
for on this night my dear you have finally met your soul   - and
made her one with your inner self - you were with me...

Singing Over The Bones.

I have returned you to the wild tonight, find your mate
your cubs, your pack and cave and celebrate
the knowing that you are whole again - not lost, yet found
pure in thought, and content with running wild, and settling down."

Canto V
The Return

There I am again, feet on floor      just two this time again
the wooden floor cracking under the shift of weight as I
touch wall to steady and reassure my self that I am home
sounds of day making way    and I know that I am here.

I am in the hallway again,   and the clock shows no miss of time
it was as if I never made that journey to the water,   and sand
though    I feel no thirst, and I feel no shame, I am light in step
I am ready to take on the day,   whether it be their hours or mine.

Skin is skin again, yet I am still warm from the feel of fur
my eyes can see still, and even deeper than before,    the sounds
they are sharp and pleasing to my ears      not muffled or faint
I can hear sounds that I have never heard before - nature.

Outside the window, I see life through the wings of a bird
I see yesterday through the bark on the trees,    and there
there high in the clouds I can see      the face of God
which I have longed to see, He was always there, there with me.

I am no longer a prisoner of time, yet it's accomplishment
I have survived self destruction and I    am whole again,
through a dream,    an awakening in the hallway of my solid home -
on that eighty-five year old floor that refused to give way.

I learned a new song,   met the face and thirst of my soul
witnessed a pile of bones   reconstructed and set free
free to run again    and be wild    among her breath of life -
no longer smothered by the past    that I longed to forget.

I have a past, and it shall not define me,    but I say it shall
be a part of me that I never turn my back on -
it is the most important part of me,    for it brought me here
here    among the bones of the    woman that I am.

Canto VI
The Realization

Without being told   I know that there are a lot of explanations
that I as a woman, need to make   for I have abandoned my mate
even though, he has never left my side   and has continued to
keep our pack together and protected   when I was unable to do so.

The journey isn't over until I can reassure him that I am here
no longer away, and lost inside myself   I am back and I am free
free to love him, the way only a mate can love another
purely and without any condition or circumstance  his woman.

I belong to me, yet a promise that I have made him still holds
He and I so share a covenant   one that brings our heart and
soul together for eternity   you see very few can make and stand
by promises of such magnitude without losing self in the exchange.

I am guilty of such sin   I lost me   and was too afraid to look
for the woman that I knew was there   hidden deep within the
recesses of my soul.  He completed a part of my existence
It was upon me to complete and fill in the gaps   of my soul.

The day has finally come upon us   the day when my inner
freedom can sing to him   a mating song of a long forgotten
love   and the promise that I made him so many, many
moons, tides, winds and raindrops ago,   heart's storms.

Canto VII
Back To Her Mate

Sing this song with me m’love,    the song of remembrance
As I shed my old hair, for the thinner coat of summer
Meld your body to mine,    summoning the quickness of air
Forced from my lungs, as the bones have reconstructed.

We can dance now,   even provocatively if so we choose
A promise made, and kept      we can dance freely among the bones
They are complete now,   no more missing parts, no more
I,   we,   are free to love and honor the bond between us, at last.

In that midnight hour,   when you were long away from me
I painted our name on the cave wall,   stick written in dirt
The symbols of our reuniting,   that today has come to us
Like a wind passing through the canyon door     forever more.

La Loba promised that you would find me,   once I found myself
I no longer need be ashamed of the wild in me,   or need to howl
You and I,   haunted, hunted, and healed      found again
We shall move through time with no hesitance of the future.

Our past was made perfect when I chose to sing the song
I chose to dance the dance   of a hundred souls before me
I listened for once,    instead of talking of my own stupidity.

I am finally free... For La Loba said so

I may hate myself in the morning - but I'm gonna love you tonight
-Lee Ann Womack

[This message has been edited by timothysangel1973 (06-08-2005 02:39 AM).]

Paul Wilson

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1 posted 2005-06-07 01:22 AM

Tima...The other day when you told me you were working on a poem about a wolf I had no idea you were working on such a captivating masterpiece. Truly a labor of love from you. Thanks for allowing me too read it. I will come back again and again too quench my thirst...Paul

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bslicker

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2 posted 2005-06-07 09:02 AM

bump
just a note, still reading.
but enjoying.

bernie

A smile a day keeps the world in smile's.
Bernie Slicker

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3 posted 2005-06-07 09:08 AM

It's a time thing -- when they're long I don't usually read 'em -- something that's pretty much forced on me by my personal constraints as much as by my own taste in poetry.

Somehow though, this one draws me....and I very much like what I see, though it's going to take several visits to finish reading.

Silly as it sounds, I like this enough that I'm bookmarking it in my browser so I can come back quickly when there's time for me to be at PiP. A long and intense poem is likely to fall in the forums, and I don't want to lose it.

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4 posted 2005-06-07 09:15 AM

They are always there
whispering your fate,
speaking in tones
the highly attuned
can comprehend.

It is but an angle
from this dimension.
Right above our waists
where peace awaits us.

I know the walk well.

The darkened hallways
grab out at me
as I flutter past
not wanting to be touched.

I know the silent throbbing
of my own heart
in the dead of night,
pulling my hair
wishing someone
could just grab inside my chest
and exorcise the ugliness
which lies dormant.

But, I cannot.
It is a part of this journey.

The end of this incarnation
is blind to my sight.

I do not know if that is good or bad.

On days like this
when the mornings' breath
caress my face,
a cappelo chimes
spreading scent of marigold
permeating all earthly existence.

On days like this
it is only then,
I can truly feel
the weight of wings upon my shoulders.

And if I tilt my head
just so,
I can hear them speaking.

Marge Tindal

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5 posted 2005-06-07 09:30 AM

Tima~

This is an astonishing piece of work~

Savored ... saved ... a keeper~

*Huglets*
~*Marge*~

~*When the heart grieves over what it has lost,
the spirit rejoices over what it has left.
- Sufi epigram <))><

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timothysangel1973

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6 posted 2005-06-07 12:24 PM

Oh My Gosh !!

You guys are wonderful, and I am lucky to be among some of the nicest people.

Paul - Told you I was working on a wolf peice, then when I read yours it made me want to have it done THEN. Thank You so much for the kind replies

bSlicker - Thank you for reading and for coming back.

Ratleader - Thanks for "bookmarking" me. IT is long - but Ron and Vicky encouraged me to leave it, cause I was afraid it would take the "too long" plunge. Now? I am soooo glad that I let it stay.

Sue - Let's duet again - we are so much alike - beauty flows free from your pen my sweet friend and the words that you put above are just gorgeous.

Marge - An applause from you means alot my friend, thank you so much for reading and for enjoying.

You guys are great and I am so glad that I left it here to try and swim in the deep water.

Love you all,
Tima

bslicker

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7 posted 2005-06-07 07:08 PM

just thought i'd let you know i am not finished yet

next stop is Cantos V

and this has been getting better as i read more and more.

bernie

A smile a day keeps the world in smile's.
Bernie Slicker

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8 posted 2005-06-07 10:20 PM

wow

dang girl...I know you said you were working on this...but I didn't expect it to be in one post...maybe you could break it up, though I already have it in my library now...and am reading over and over and over again...

it's the reality...people don't like long poems for some reason...you know I love this, because of its special meaning...

a work that truly deserves to be read and absorbed by many people...do try to publish!

timothysangel1973

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9 posted 2005-06-07 10:30 PM

Thanks for letting me know that you haven't drowned yet Bernie lol... glad that you are still reading it

Dixie... well, that was a discussion that Ron and I had before I posted it, and well his suggestion was to post it all at once cause there still are those out there like Ron, You, I and lots of others I see that still enjoy a read of any length.

Then, after I posted it I was gonna pull it out cause of the fast drop that it took and once again, Ron and then Vicky convinced me to give it a chance in open.

I am soooo glad that I did, because it IS getting read just not in one sitting lol

It's a long one, that I admit, cause damn... writing it took forever, but I think that the length says something about my dedication and it wasn't something that I could write shortly.

Just hang on too it and then read it a little at a time.

Thank You ALL for reading this one, as I know that it takes a lot of effort to stick with something of this length until the finish...

You are all very much appreciated !!!

Tima

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10 posted 2005-06-08 08:19 AM

thank you for your determination

like I said, please do try to publish this, I'd love to see it in book form. I would buy it for sure, even though I already have the original right here in my library.

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11 posted 2005-06-08 09:04 AM

Singing Over The Bones.

I have returned you to the wild tonight, find your mate
your cubs, your pack and cave and celebrate
the knowing that you are whole again - not lost, yet found
pure in thought, and content with running wild, and settling down."

~*~

I hope you are so very proud of your accomplishment here, Tina. I certainly like the breaks in the lines. This is going to take some slow down reading time, to digest fully...but what I have seen is quite the treat!

Brava!

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12 posted 2005-06-08 09:13 AM

Tima...I have been reading this..a little at a time (I think I have a mild case of ADD, cause I have trouble reading long stuff)..
anyway, I wanted you to know that so far what I have read is really impressive. You are a very talented woman.

Be proud.

"too bad ignorance isn't painful"
~Unknown~

LeeJ
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13 posted 2005-06-08 09:23 AM

your animus? Yes

this was incredible, delightful, full of hope...in every woman, there is a childlike attribute, no matter who she is, or how tough she pretents to be....it is there, and it surfaces from time to time....

I loved this, and in every detail...I know, it's not made up, but a very personal journey you embarked on....Yes?

Hugs to you sweet lady

timothysangel1973

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14 posted 2005-06-08 12:31 PM

Thank you Susan, Dixie, Sunshine, and Lee....

You have no idea how much your words mean to me.

Susan? - It ain't ADD honey.... it's long

haha, I felt that way writing it

Dixie - I may put it in the book that I am

working on, if I ever get around to calling it finished.

Sunshine - Lady, your words make me smile.

I am proud of actually finishing it for
sure, and I soooo beleive in the message, I

think that we are all "wolf" in some way.

Lee - I certainly have animal instincts,

and I think that as women, we lose

ourselves in order to call everyone else

found. We are a special breed, and often

enough even we forget that.

Thank you all so very much for taking the

time to read this, even if it must be done

in parts.

You guys make me wanna write lol - don't

worry, I won't post another one of this

length for a while hehe

Love ya all
Tima

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15 posted 2005-06-08 01:27 PM

Good grief! I took this to bed with me last night to read properly, as I rushed through it the first time. I sure appreciate the work you put into this Tima, and I would sure think about having this illustrated and put out there for sale.

Wonderful work!

~* Carpe' Diem *~

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16 posted 2005-06-08 02:15 PM

Tima!!

This is absolutely the most fantastic,
descriptive,
engaging piece of work I have ever read
on the entire Internet!!!

Publish woman!! Pleeease publish!

Love ya sweet lady~

~Somewhere in my heart I'm always
dancing with you in the summer rain~

timothysangel1973

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17 posted 2005-06-08 02:59 PM

Gosh, the replies keep getting better and better, and you guys are making me blush

The part about publishing it, well, I don't know that I can because? The words Singing Over The Bones, Song of the Starved Soul, and Lo Loba come from a book that I read.

Everything else is mine tho, so I could probably just change those words, and make a new name there at the end and be ok.

I am just amazed that you all have hung in there with me...

And Susan.... it is perhaps my OCWD (obsessive compulsive writers disorder)

that has led to your ADD lmao....

You guys deserve and award for sticking with it too the end.

Three cheers for leaving it here - when I was gonna pull it !!

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18 posted 2005-06-08 03:22 PM

"You craved to sit next to the cheek of God, yet felt un-worthy of so
why did you ever doubt your beauty and strength. God made you
and craves the same thing, yet you have fallen deep - deep into
a soul of shame, you have become all to everyone, and nothing to self."

Oh, wow... and wow again... blessed are we "to have taken this journey in its entirety"... I wouldn't have missed a word! *S*

This is spectacular!!!

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19 posted 2005-06-09 01:08 PM

this was just amazing

oh by the way i did read it through the first time all the way, and with the great accomplishment on how you put this together... i just had to take my time to read it again.

bernie

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Bernie Slicker

timothysangel1973

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20 posted 2005-06-09 01:12 PM

Thanks again everyone for taking the time to read this, it means so much too me

Suthern - thank you so much for your kind words

Bernie - So glad you came back for seconds on this one, as it is a lot to swallow the first time around for sure. So glad that you like it

Thanks again everyone for the thoughtful words and the time that you took to read it through.

Ya'll ready for round two now? Image hosted by Photobucket.com

I thought that was funny... as if this was wasn't long enough

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21 posted 2005-06-09 01:18 PM

damn Tima, this is outstanding writing
and on something so very close to my own heart!! Outstanding!

I really want to care,
I want to feel something,
let me dig a little deeper
nah, still nothing~
my give a DAMN is busted. Jodee

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22 posted 2005-06-09 02:27 PM

I still have goosebumples and tingles everywhere! What an electrifying epic of a poem! There is magic and the wisdom of the ancients. You held my rapt attention from beginning to end. One the most captivating poems that I have ever had the pleasure of reading.

You did a marvellous job of writing this masterful piece!

"it is time to step into your shadow instead of wearing it
like a cloak to hide what you refuse to see of your soul."

~ Those are a few of my favourite lines!

I bow to your openness, the spirit and wisdom of your words ~ and your talent.

Love & Spirit Light,
EA

timothysangel1973

Senior Member

since 2001-12-03

Posts 1725
Never close enough

23 posted 2005-06-09 02:32 PM

Thank you Gentle Spirit and Earth Angel... you guys are so wonderful and have made me feel so good about this lengthy write.

It took some seeing through, and I nearly gave up a time or two, but now?

I am so glad that I seen it through to the end.

once again

Thank You ALL so much !!

Margherita
Member Seraphic

since 2003-02-08

Posts 22236
Eternity

24 posted 2005-06-09 04:38 PM

I will print it out and give it the due attention.

This is an impressive SOUL WRITE!

Thank you, dear Tima, beautiful poetess.

Love, Margherita

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