louij
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Post by louij on Nov 11, 2010 19:32:49 GMT -5
My mind, this a.m. is gone, my soul has presence, that symphony that we are, the all of us, is loud – would that we could package this energy and give it as gift. However, that is not the way (Tao) it is the seeking of your own passion that holds and unlocks potential and the supreme blessing arrives, hearing the heartland.
I AM now 65 years upon this earthplane – 22 3 1945 – phenomenal IS THE SOUL presence in all of us…. Oft unreavled, poetry says much about soul. This was written to celebrate the woman spirit, accepting, warm, whole
- the all the roles through life, arriving into the freedom of being a grandmother. Louis Webber (Mrs)
What am I…….
What am I, other than the site of change I am the catalyst the mother I re-arrange Thought forms that come stealing quiet minds Discussion openness freedom he always finds
What am I, other than the site of change I am sustainer, woman I re-arrange Though older, I'm wiser, full of delight Deeply embraced in love's pure light
What am I, other than the site of change A grandmother to new life no need to re-arrange I am his friend, his freedom, his peaceful dove Within his blue blue eyes I see clearly God's love.
louij
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