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The storm has quieted for now. The air is clear, and I hear the birds singing again through my open bay windows. This one dove, I wish I knew what he is saying. What is he relaying? Or maybe he's just playing. Perhaps he is praying. Nonetheless, I hear him. The cool air enters the room. I am consumed by its movement, yet too by some stillness. There is nothing missed when kissed by Love's existence. My heart open, listening for that vibration of Truth that knew me in my youth, and even more so now. The energy so soft, I bow, allowing a part of me to be touched like never before. Transformation at my core. I am soaring. I am opening. I am not the same. It starts to rain, once more. I listen to nature pouring out its Soul, consoling the deepest need, releasing what is seen, releasing what is unseen. ~© JDS 06/14/2009~ |
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I love the way you write Angelight, I want to write like that. i am sure many will read this and many will feel this in so many ways, As I read I thought about the times I went to my grandmothers in New Jersey she had over 2.5 acres of Boysenberry's and I loved it there, but always wanted to be home in California. I am at "AWE" of this poem.. Thank You
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I love the way you write Angelight, I want to write like that. i am sure many will read this and many will feel this in so many ways, As I read I thought about the times I went to my grandmothers in New Jersey she had over 2.5 acres of Boysenberry's and I loved it there, but always wanted to be home in California. I am at "AWE" of this poem.. Thank You You're welcome A_Zo....it is truly interesting how any write can be felt or experienced so differently by one person to the next...I am happy this write brought you to a place you loved. Ty for reading and for sharing your personal experience with me, with us 
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Wonderful write Angel, beautiful.
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Wonderful write Angel, beautiful. Thank you Emmy  Glad you liked it. Nature has a way of inspiring and stirring the Soul like no other. |
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Amazing as always...this evokes memories of the past but also a view of something on the horizon, something new.
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 the end of the second stanza  That was just my favorite part 
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Amazing as always...this evokes memories of the past but also a view of something on the horizon, something new. Thank you P Whatever is on the horizon you speak of, I wish you love. |
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the end of the second stanza That was just my favorite part Sweet (((J))), you make me smile. Thanks for reading, and for the flowers.
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~ INTERIM ~ The storm has quieted for now. The air is clear, and I hear the birds singing again through my open bay windows. This one dove, I wish I knew what he is saying. What is he relaying? Or maybe he's just playing. Perhaps he is praying. Nonetheless, I hear him. The cool air enters the room. I am consumed by its movement, yet too by some stillness. There is nothing missed when kissed by Love's existence. My heart open, listening for that vibration of Truth that knew me in my youth, and even more so now. The energy so soft, I bow, allowing a part of me to be touched like never before. Transformation at my core. I am soaring. I am opening. I am not the same. It starts to rain, once more. I listen to nature pouring out its Soul, consoling the deepest need, releasing what is seen, releasing what is unseen. ~© JDS 06/14/2009~ you soar high angelface, may you continue so soar~
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~ INTERIM ~ The storm has quieted for now. The air is clear, and I hear the birds singing again through my open bay windows. This one dove, I wish I knew what he is saying. What is he relaying? Or maybe he's just playing. Perhaps he is praying. Nonetheless, I hear him. The cool air enters the room. I am consumed by its movement, yet too by some stillness. There is nothing missed when kissed by Love's existence. My heart open, listening for that vibration of Truth that knew me in my youth, and even more so now. The energy so soft, I bow, allowing a part of me to be touched like never before. Transformation at my core. I am soaring. I am opening. I am not the same. It starts to rain, once more. I listen to nature pouring out its Soul, consoling the deepest need, releasing what is seen, releasing what is unseen. ~© JDS 06/14/2009~ you soar high angelface, may you continue so soar~ Ty Wizz...
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very nice angel
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very nice angel Ty for reading and commenting kc....
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