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Goldenrose Member Elite
since 2003-05-30
Posts 3665
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Call to my heart, across yawning damask torpid skies. Under midnights mantle, silently, in time with your slumbering, from moonstream, lightly ill step closer. Dreaming me alive, flying through your glaucous season mind. Winds tangle your hair, at lakes edge, stars shine from deep within eyes alive with love, we stand together, watching the sun ascend above pine trees, seeing first beam flare of a day we bless like our last ever. Desire for nothing except desirelessness,hope for nothing except to rise above all hopes, want nothing and you will have everything.avatar Meher Baba. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Beautiful. It's good to bless each new day with intense gratitude as if it might be the last here on Earth. Love, Margherita |
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A Romantic Heart Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-03
Posts 5496Forever In Your Heart |
I was standing at the lakes edge...thinking thoughts up to the moon...and the wind ....your touch...danced through my hair.... A brilliant poem....one dear to my heart.. ~ARH "Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take - but by the moments that take our breath away." |
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MGROVES
since 2004-02-01
Posts 3802california |
beautifully written  My spirit will rise |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Dreaming me alive, a great line, Phil enjoying reading you  M |
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