Open Poetry #36 |
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From The Diary Of Life Series, Chapter Three |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
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I could not stay away while she cried her tears into the vast horizons stretching out in front of her. She cannot turn back so, she flows on like a fine wine down the pallet of a connoisseur who has been parched and left with the dry taste of unquenchable thirst. Her return, was to long coming and I tarried there at the soft edges recalling how she always could soothe a soul with the grace of her song... I sat there, listening as she quietly floated along knowing that it was time for me also, to move on.... live for today, dream of the future, and learn eternal truths from the past.. |
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Martie
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Donna It is a wise person who knows when it is time to more on. ![]() |
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jellybeans Member Elite
since 2000-10-13
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ah there is a peace in this and a knowing that tomorrow is ready to meet you.....great write |
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