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The Wind Lays On
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The Wind Lays On |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart 
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The Wind Lays On One might believe it were time for quiet waft that winds might blow to cross and bless sweet sound of chimes, and pear blossoms in bloom but lo, and no, those chimes ring loud, with clear rancor, so swift this course of wind, and so much more, and more. Soon, pelting ice will sting, then the many winds will bring the chill of time, that might be some stop to spring, but only His hand will sting with stay from loss, might bring hope of more, in store, that some chill that fills the vastness of plain to give His brethren some thought to complain… but in the silence of the hiss there is a voice alone, in bliss, some voice that knows a more common score, and prays that He love His, evermore. The winds still sting; this snow so white, yet somewhere in His time of might, He levels all with thought of hope… it is this we hold, this golden rope. We cling to pray, to bevel levels for raindrops bow, we sing in hovels, we know of what was all so vile, we place some blame, yet stand in denial. For what could we have done, to bring such sudden course, what? We ask, in remorse, are we so bad? To whom lay blame? Nay, the Word, ‘tis Nature’s game to right the world as ‘twas always done, and separate weak from strong yet human mind is such as made from His own hand, its how we’re splayed in thought of right, accepting somewhat doom; yet, we speak and fight for this one room. One room in His house, the voice of us… and the wind lays on, drowning the cuss. [This message has been edited by Sunshine (03-20-2006 03:45 PM).] |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Deep, well done, yes, one room is all we can hope for. |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
Your words sing in this poem. Beautiful write Sunshine. “And it shall come to pass in that day that the LORD shall give you rest from your sorrow. And from your fear, and from the hard slavery in which you were made to serve” ~Isaiah 14:3 JL  |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
Wow! Spectacular Sunshine! |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
Karilea, I believe this might be one of your finest yet. I am just in awe!  ....jo |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Sissie "One room in His house, the voice of us… and the wind lays on, drowning the cuss." One room in any house will hold a prayer, even if just one prayer. You are so special! |
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Kathy Member
since 2006-02-10
Posts 153 |
Oh...my! Kathy |
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Ratleader
since 2003-01-23
Posts 7026Visiting Earth on a Guest Pass |
Deep becomes you...it's definitely your color. You should wear it always. ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸¸¸ºº> ~~(¸¸ ¸¸ºº> ~~~(¸¸ER¸¸ºº> |
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Suetang Member Ascendant
since 2001-03-07
Posts 5187Melbourne, Australia |
A very powerful write, Karilea. You give us all food for thought. I hope you are well. Take care.......Sue I am in motion |
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Kathy Member
since 2006-02-10
Posts 153 |
Enjoyed this one Sunshine...although I shivered a little...it is springtime now...I hope! This was... as usual (coming from you), masterfully written!!! my favorite line: "yet human mind is such as made from His own hand, its how we’re splayed" I REALLY liked "splayed"...made the poem for me, it did... Thanks! Kathy |
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