Trillion thingsA Poem by Matthew Paul
Open ended state of conscious sway Aligned where life essence plays Released to be a trillion things Breathing in, breathing out wind Healing form from new control Selfs meeting, now when the soul shows Bring warmth to your cold heart Keep the withered spirits young Know love, you don't own love This dance is an old art © 2009 Matthew PaulReviews
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5 Reviews Added on May 31, 2009 AuthorMatthew PaulEdenAboutThose that know; know. The dream is still the same as day one. embed wmode="opaque" src="http://static.ning.com/socialnetworkmain/widgets/index/swf/badge.swf?v=4.1.5%3A22017" FlashVars="backgroun.. more..Writing
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