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J. L. Childers
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Anderson, MO
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Seasons come and seasons ..
A Poem by
J. L. Childers
Season's Greetings
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My little piece of heave..
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Micheal Teal
Posted 15 Years Ago
In our souls...
In our souls everything
moves guided by a mysterious hand.
We know nothing of our own souls
that are ununderstandable and say nothing.
The deepest words
of the wise man teach us
the same as the whistle of the wind when it blows
or the sound of the water when it is flowing.
Antonio Machado
Quoted in 'The Enlightened Heart'
Edited by Stephen Mitchell
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