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Thursday, April 26, 2007

Hide behind the mask



In those special times
Have I not been like a blade of grass moving and bending gently in the breeze?
In those times when my ego was being bruised I still tried to please
Did I not try to make acceptance for my imperfections
Was I not happy to follow all your directions?
Did I not close my eyes and hold my tongue?
So as not to express any judgement when they were doing me wrong
Did I not try to look the other way with unseen tears in my eyes?
When truly it was only the Spirit that could hear my silent cries
As others laughed and ignored my shadow on the wall
In those times did I not try to walk with my head high and tall?
Did I not try to ignore the whispering of my name a thousand fold?
How alone I felt as if I were standing outside in the cold
Weaving your web to hold me down
I smiled with a mask the frown of a clown
I hid myself beneath the cloak of the night so that you could not see
How I long to be loved and long to set myself free
In my realization my error was to focus on you and your actions
When I should have been more aware of my re-actions
I thank you all for the opportunity that you have given me
As I travel forward on the spiritual life journey.

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

The Rain




Water is H2O, hydrogen two parts, oxygen one, but there is also a third thing, that makes water and nobody knows what that is.
D.H. LAWRENCE (1885-1930), Pansies, 1929





The man that travelled through time

Monday, April 23, 2007

Sunday, April 22, 2007

A pondering thought



If you speak badly


of someone,


don't speak it,


but write it


in the sand


at the water's edge,


near the waves

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