BEFORE INDIA

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JOURNAL #25

love

wonder

breathless bliss

with so very little trepidation

(which is a naturally built in human fear)

the shakiness of not knowing

what will soon come my way

where he is directly concerned

in a word

love

though repeated

still

its true love

that makes you see so clearly

its not difficult for me to

tap into my higher self

when I speak of the great feelings

of love

how can I better describe the mind

in a way

its a sponge

laying in the ocean of the soul

it sheathes my heart

yet I have a way

of mentally dusting it off

and neatly pinning it back upon my sleeve

and saunter into my next encounter with

members of my fellow man

I travel now off to a far, far land

with immeasurable peace in my soul.........

(written July 19, 2001 1pm)




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