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Our Truth
truth is in our hearts and deep in our being the truth does not go away the journey will bring us back to it sometimes it may seem blurry we may see it and hesitate to acknowledge we...
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Giving Love
if we give all of our love to others and keep none for ourselves we may expect others to fill a space within us that space could be in need of our own love keep some love for yourself that...
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Puddled Time
time continues to pass, endlessly each minute the same only in length like droplets of rain that create puddles you can’t touch the same one twice puddles gather to a mirror look into it and see...
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Walk On
we may walk a path countless times prior imprints fade missteps are memories and teachers yesterday’s steps are a guide on today’s fresh path walk on
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On Guard
I have been strong before often that strength stood guard fronting a veil of fear the strength that guards may not be what best moves us forward vulnerability may be the key releasing vulnerabilities...
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Night Becomes Day
sitting with the last of the night’s sky stars still dot the quiet black morning transfixed in its peace resolute and unwavering staring over the valley change comes with each moment azure blue...
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A Fall to Pieces
nary a sound, but certainly a fall an empty gaze faces the scattered pieces some fragments sit piled upon each other other shards glisten a distance away jagged edges signal caution smoothed borders...
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He Sits
he sits, sipping coffee thru the lid his tongue burnt from his haste ignoring the ache in his fingers facing an empty space where her back once was brow crinkled with constant thoughts of her...
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Snow Moon
peeking through the sidelight I caught the moon staring it may have been calling me to stop and breathe deep the patience of the moment implied she was looking too from where she was the snow moon...
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A Dad and A Daughter
days are becoming few before I have to say goodbye how do I let go, when all I want to do is hold on .. the irony is not lost on me as this dad hangs feeders and stages baths for birds I ready myself...
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