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(Expressed from the voice of the Divine, to each one of us.)
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With love infusedupon a star-filled nighta joyous awakeninglifted my plight,a universe to seeas vision's door openedto bring to the rimall that had be..
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All is in passing.What was and what may be,it's just a tide that's passingon the shoreof your greater existence.Pay no heed to it,don't worry about it..
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In the cool, still calmnessall is dissolved,silenced,and the dawn of this day's lightemergesdressing the shore with its beauty,silencing the stirrings..
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What is past is already forgotten,and interpretation only distortsthe truth that you have foundand that exists as a dewdropon the soft petals of your ..
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Just stirring, looking to the light
of the sanctuary of Spirit within.
Just a flower stirring in the breeze,
looking to the whisperings in the sk..
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Gentle spirit,
with tulip ears,
playing softly
in the long grained grasses
from which
you feed.
Singing to the softness of your own heart
wit..
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On a summer breeze I have traveled
with open wing
soaring through the blueness of Spirit light.
I touch the earth,
at times,
and feel its tende..
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