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Evolution II: To Run Like The Wind
The new man emerges casting his light which only intensifies the old man’s sterility. No more can dogmas that gave unsubstantial testimony to the old man prevail. No more need the old man’s impotence be the young man’s burden. The threatening shadows have dissipated, revealing the old man’s vulnerability. Out of the sunlight emerges the…
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Morning Sun Dance
It sometimes is very hard to convince someone that what you see is really so. What I have seen are icicles on the pines. We are in Florida so this was difficult for those close to me to believe . This morning I ran for my cell phone which I do not clearly understand…
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The Nymph And The Divine Self
The nymph within took the hand of my divine self and lifted me high in the pines. Straight toward the place my heart does rest. So high, she said, so high and out too far. Did you see them I asked and I took hold of my divine image and plowed the clouds. I wait…
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Do You Hear?
Do I have more minutes to finish? There was no time for answers because the little one with a dash was out of sight. In a few minutes he was back and announced, I finish. Having learned to wait while private things were finished, I waited again while he proceeded to his room. I followed…
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A Shout To The World
I would fairly shout to the world that we sit in the lap of eternity, the mother lode of time. Eternity has held us close and whispered in our ear the soothing sounds of love. Eternity promises us peace at the altar of hard work and much prayer. It will give us what…
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To Ponder Anew
Man clings to many things in this world that no longer have a place. It is his security blanket full of philosophical holes. It does no good to see all sides of an issue when the heart is concerned with only one side. Man holds out with what is his divine self, trying against all…
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We Break Bread
I have broken bread with old friends for what seems to be many centuries. We continue our conversations begun when yet we were in other times and were other people. But it has been, you see, only a minute. We bring to mind all things old and some things new. ‘Twas but a quirk of…
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A Toast From My Heart
Let us drink in the sight of each other and let loose those preconceived dreams keeping us from breathing in the essence of the New Year. With these we will face a blessedness comparable to none. Come, drink and be merry. We will welcome one another forever more and be glad. Salut! Photo by Joe…
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A Christmas Gift
I lay the swords beneath the evergreens, but you knew that. I also lay old grievances upon the swords, for we have outgrown them. They will be buried low beneath the branches so there will be no weapons to carry. I will not burden my own with my dreams, for in another world they have…
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The Laughter
In the dim light of the silent candle, while seated at the kitchen table, I heard laughter. It rose from the belly of one seated at another table and hit the ceiling with a loud guffaw. The ceiling fan threw the laughter out the windows to the winds carrying it afar. My heart welcomed the…