OUR TIME HERE IN THE NOW

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JOURNAL #33

redemption

learn

to be

lost

paper memories

desperate to be in flesh

impatience at the window

an under tow of courage

lifts the brow above

that easy smile so awash

with inner joy and

so warm

and accepting of man

to chronicle the fear behind

all favors expressed

harvesting  this life the world

loves so openly

as those who sail the wine dark sea

of self

create their own unequalled

fragile feast

to dove tail these experiences

from the bust of spirit

with their will of wonder

gloriously at the helm

ready to steer the once

awkward vessel

ever forward

to the ends of the earth's purpose

for holding them there

in the bosom of her mother's embrace

willing to foster any breath bound

being

with the shelter of her soil, water

and skies

for the duration of every last body's

birth and subsequent death..............

(March 2, 2008 401am)








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