Still yourself
and fold your hands
humbly
stand in awe
radiate His light
with eyes upwards
towards
the telephone
to the sky
and comtemplate
the glory that is He
Unseen by a background of fellow flowers
he rushed towards her purple petals
to plant the blossom of her bosom
with a kiss
when
blew a breeze
that steathily stole his kiss,
before she ever knew, sending it wafting
above the treetops to the forever fields of lost loves.
*Poem And Pic*
Patrick Battuello
Explorations in Authenticity by Michael Mark
Living in harmony with "All that is"
silent blessings by ineffable grace
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"Desire to know the world..."
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by Lize Bard
thoughts from my mind to yours
Never, oh! never, nothing will die... (Alfred Tennyson)
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"A torn jacket is soon mended, but hard words bruise the heart of a child." Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
TRIUMPH OF SPIRIT IN LOVE, NATURE & ART
BY GRACE THROUGH FAITH
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From soul to soul
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LYCKSALIGHET
Are Buddhists, Neuroscientists, and Quantum Physicists saying the same thing in different languages? Let's finally bring the three together and have an enlightening discussion.
I WRITE BECAUSE OF HER ❤
ZQ
Poetry, story and real life. Once soldier, busnessman, grandfather and Poet.
postcards from the present moment
We are talking about something we know nothing about.
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