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| Open Poetry #36 |
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Dirt to Dust |
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Lotta Lagg Junior Member
since 2006-01-02
Posts 19Michigan |
Dirt to Dust Beneath the dirt we lie to dust Ecstasy will lift my soul adjust Encounter my substance that I suppress Beneath the dirt my body a mess My soul shall fulfill eternity abound While my body below decade the ground Psyche I’m free Anatomy never to be ~ "One Oneness One" |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
You stir mixed feelings with this one, dear Lotta. The desire of the soul to fly high, beyond the earthly limits is innate, I think, in us humans. On the other hand the body is our actual means of visibility and to imagine it in dust isn't fun. Well written piece. Love, Margherita |
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Skyfire 
since 2000-12-27
Posts 3381Riding |
I'm not sure what to make of this one... I like the contrast you've got here, it works very well  Thanks for the read!and then He created the horse... |
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