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Paradise Drift.
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Paradise Drift. |
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Goldenrose Member Elite
since 2003-05-30
Posts 3665
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Remote, early morning, day shimmering alive across pewter seas. Nothing closeby stirred, rythmic lulled waves whisper, call me. Sedately my feet tread gingerly over slippery smooth rocks. Like standing before a huge fall, a forceful power of water sighed for me approach. Wading, losing balance, falling, bobbing, thoughts departed like flotsem, releasing me from myself, chanting in mind my final plea, emptying memory; ''My master hear, take me home, take me home take me home.... ..to thee...''. Desire for nothing except desirelessness,hope for nothing except to rise above all hopes, want nothing and you will have everything.avatar Meher Baba. [This message has been edited by Goldenrose (06-29-2005 09:43 AM).] |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Goldenrose, I've had those thoughts, enjoyed. |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
it is in these moments, I think, we realize, the fragile delecate threads of life, feeling them tug us, asking us to let go of the conditioning, and swath in the here and now...that is what you poem does dear friend...giving food for thought for the moment...I'm diving back in for another feel of this... taking a deep breath while waving a thank you... |
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ctowen Member Elite
since 2001-10-18
Posts 2286Green Mountains of VT |
I was ebbed by the words, sensed the salty breeze in its carry .... and towed back to this moment with a sense of refreshed outlook of the new day .... great write! |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Much enjoyed the tranquility here. Grand write. |
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