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Clear Stone..sometimes What did you see underneath that clear stone? Your hand? The beating presence waiting to realize your warmth that engulfs that crystal expressing your need to contain another presence, another heart beat to feel that pulse travel up your lifeline and connect. Many times we see stones in the puddles that are created around us. We ignore or we are too busy to reach down out of the expected comfort abilities and just touch. It is in those quiet reflective moments we remember the still small touch of our silence, the yearning that wants our attention. It is in your hand as you feel that smooth, in awe at the unique color feeling the way you were meant to hold that "precious stone" a creation marvel. You have reached down and chosen me out of a muddied puddle of emotions. You have washed me with your tender care and I relinquish to the inevitable... thank you.. Raine Les 8/10/2007 |
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you have a crystal in your hand where it gives you the heart and comfort in the time of need as you create your life around one another with a tender care you both had shared. alot of memory with no stone to be turned or unloose, the love is a lifetime with a healing process in return
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Ahh, a crystal is a crystal, dirty or clean. They are all a treasure in the eyes of a beholder. Well done Sharris.
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Beautiful as always {{{Sadie}}}
 (psst I am fine, thankyou) |
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Yes, Clear Stone..sometimes What did you see underneath that clear stone? Your hand? The beating presence waiting to realize your warmth that engulfs that crystal expressing your need to contain another presence, another heart beat to feel that pulse travel up your lifeline and connect. Many times we see stones in the puddles that are created around us. We ignore or we are too busy to reach down out of the expected comfort abilities and just touch. It is in those quiet reflective moments we remember the still small touch of our silence, the yearning that wants our attention. It is in your hand as you feel that smooth, in awe at the unique color feeling the way you were meant to hold that "precious stone" a creation marvel. You have reached down and chosen me out of a muddied puddle of emotions. You have washed me with your tender care and I relinquish to the inevitable... thank you.. Raine Les 8/10/2007 
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