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[["~" (~) "~"]] "PASS [["~" (~) "~"]] "IT" [["~" (~) "~"]] "ON!!!!!!! [["~" (~) "~"]]

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""Poetry-is-the-
spirit-of-liberty,
harmony-of the-
heart."

My-Sins-cast-away
set-out-aloof-the-
nature, of-God's-
humble-waters...
surrendered to-
Him... as-a-
prayer...

carried-
away-upon-
the-wind... .

Hear-them-
whisper... ?

Wing-swat-swap-
sing-zip-smack slip-
slip slide-slip slip-
slip slip-slide-
swish-hiss-
my-soul-cry's-
out, it-is-bliss... !

Knowing-time forever-skips-along in-the
shadows-of His-goodness, mercy, bidding ...
choice, wisdom... voice... of-His-freedom... joy,
of His forgiveness... .

The-opportunity-being-always-there-His-grace-proving
everyone each, in-the-beauty-of-their-innocence, the-
perfect truth reflection of-their-influence, beyond-the-
shadows of-their-recourse... .

Ripples-filling-the-day-I-see-sailing-away-clouds-roll-
on-by tumbling about crying-out-billowing up high-
amid-floating-above me-under-Heavenly Sky's-
barter-with-Him-This...I did... .

Wing... swat-
swap-sing-
zip-smack
slip-slip
slide-slip-
slip-slips-
slide-slip-
slide-swish-
hiss... the-
soul-cry's-out,
it-is-bliss it-
is-bliss... !

Yes-I-know-
having spread
them around-
myself-slapping-
it-away-from-me,

"His-Open-Hand-
of-Peace."

Oh-to-still-have-
been-blessed-by-
Him-being-certain-
now-brought-to-
know this... !

Forevermore
echoes, yes-
Endless-
Devotions-
of-His-Love
crying out to
me... have-
come... to-
welcome,
enlighten...
embrace...
enchant...
secure-me... !

Wing... swat-
smack-swap-swap-
slip-slip-zing-slip-
slip-zip-zip-slip-slide-
zip-slip zip-slip-slip-
slip-zip-slip-slide-
swish-hiss...

the-soul-cry's-out-
again... and-again,
and again... and-
again, and again,

it-is-bliss... !

Yes-friend... !

I know... With-
My-Opened-hand-
today, being-made-
willing-casting-my-
laden-soul, away
off-to-Him,

it-is-for-me-quite-
simply, the-most
precious, ((and-
perfect)),
((((gift))))... !"

Yes... no-
truer... !
((((Bliss))))... !

"~ (~) ~ to-Grow-
WITH-walk-WITH
to-SERVE ~ (~) ~"

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"Picked-up and-
carried-along-by-
the-hands-of-the-
wind, or if-you will-
as the-voice-of-this
ink-being-spilled-onto-
the-innocence-of this-
parchments' humble-
task... ."

"The search for-the
proof of-the truth-of-
God's-gentle-culmination-
of-tender-reasoning, Origin-
of-soulful-feeling."

"Like-removing-the-sharp-
pain-of-the bloody-glass-
shards-bludgeoned-
under-your-foot... !"

In a child's eye's innocence,
arrogance, frustration-bitterness...
simple varied levels and moments of
confusion, peace, all-gather-together
waltz right-along beside the other.

Time-is-offered equally for every one of-
them.

One fruitfully eager for-learning can-be-
found playing joyously laughing running
free offering its evermore growing... willing
and patient, open-and-outstretched-hand
for the-other.

One always hungering hates rejects this,
the only way they've grown to learn and
know how; everything not what-the other
knows... !

They know I am finding now, because-
as I am as I've-been so-graciously
shown-too... I've been-the
blessing, burden-of-both.

Being-in-always... always
The Greater Good... God
is the answer, Teacher,
for both, want's none
of His Children to live
apart from the other,
Him... void of love for
the other hurting inside
living-alone.

"The-perfect-beauty regret-
of-the-opportunity-as-such
seen--time-realized-but-wasted... !"

"Poetry-is-the open provision- expression
discernment, expansion, patient-journey
into-the-full-acceptance-of this-Life's-
Determined Gracious-gift of-union... !"

"Believing-I-am-but as-ash, no-greater-nor-less-
than-anyone/thing-other-than the-challenge-of-
my-quill-in this wondrous-world-in-any-respect... !"

"This-is-where and-when-I-find-out-just-how-much-
through-Him-so-illustriously,I'm perfected... !"

"So I-wonder-now-why-it-is, we-all don't-sit
down-maybe-sometime, hey-maybe-more-
than-one-time, and write... ?""

"Steering, the emotion,sometimes
you just-have- to make-waves... !"

So show me beauty; true love
beheld, butter cups thorny white
milky baby, budding roses-playing
beside dancing lilies caught up in
their passions, mid the prevalence,

of the new morning winds, undying
laughter... unable to be kept, purely
acquired and sown of faith through
the fresh wounds; of our Lords
treasured innocence.

As so it is I feel... the-beauty, you
will feel, and too will see, what it
means to be truly falling in Love
with God, furthermore, as you
embrace the chance again... .

To view, and live moreover as
you look, openly upon these
things,

coming to know and
accept the Joy that
all God's Creation...
already knows, and
holds up for you each
day arriving and maturing,
in the welcome found adrift
and proving within the honest
winds, offered, to you through
the love of our Lord swirled up
today here, and now, again just
for you;

"Love is Hopeful-awaits patiently-
openly believes, because it knows
Grace Always Provides, the
opportunity".

Loud gunshots ring out-hunters
aim to bag their mark Deer
Season again... .

Sensing trouble near
Mother calls from
meadows edge
protecting
Young One.

Spirit of
the Fawn
hearing
Mothers
beckoning
scurries into
woods.

Answering timely
love listens protects
itself beyond fears
advance.

Love Provides... Its
Benignity, True Hope
Freedom

Peace!

Lasting on... no small Time-
Forever. ~

Surrender friend is endless-it-is!

To wake up everyday, it's a joy
to do it, taken along`side
gentle cool winds

clemency
abounds
of grace

of chance!

so-it is--the
Flight of-the
Bumble Bee;

Taken in by the
light of the Sun

solid fact is even as
I try I know, purple
flowers ocean tides in-
their-greater-gravity,

I cannot paint such
wonderful things
as these;

and as
the bumble
be bumbles
right there
along beside
me -

So I know sure it
is the only reality,
that the word of God
is the truth as I stand
on it, abandoned...

a part of the wonder;
relishing, in-our flight-
~ Mercy enlightened
illuminated high upon;

our-gape"... " ~

~ "No more, contempt
abides-amid-indifference"! ~

~ Peace-e'er aware-of this
Truth... evermore abundant... is
the-eminent beauty that-Reigns"... ! ~

Mercy--longs-for a companion-Peace Faithful
holds on keeps hoping, forgiveness sustains,

Love-gently--uplifting... !""

"Three hearts cry out one for the other;
their candles lit each swaying together
as they flicker-the-door, opens wide -

Grace-generous aware, racing
in brings them in their longing;
together -

Joy delights revels in this,
surrenders itself one-
for the other -

Time honest-
boasts of this
remains-willing -
continues marching.

Like brilliant waterfalls do,
peregrinating down-cascading
themselves about them in their
glorious way upon the humble
streams as they-go, joyful is
the soul trammeled grateful
the heart the mind hopeful -

its greater desire for
freedom moving-it-a-
ways-farther-beyond the-
staleness of its-same tiered-old-
prison - love opening the door -

full of God's goodness the crispness
of the air its pureness rushing in to
greet it -

its mundane life renewed as it
were now - being made secure.

Opened-through-Grace; a song,
poetry I feel is-the-ever fervent-cry
of-the-greatest-of the indifference's of
the heart, mind, brought again to know
the-joyous dance-of its tired soul-waltzing
away riding gingerly on the feet of the Lord.

The one-once-completely blinded trammeled;
alone - resting sweetly now, weeping honestly
under the refuge-of the humble willow -

forevermore opened itself through this - willing;
undeniably grateful -

the perfect absence of hate in the face of pride,
precious beauty, delight, of divinity's illustrious
welcome -

Hope peace, mercy, forgiveness-love, faith;Grace -
joy-knowing finally finding their place within; a
gift for them - a permanent-home.

Perfect beauty rests within-diligent prayer
brings hope... new faith... modesty
worked-brings answers answers
found within, through searching-
true satisfaction achieved, ponders
contently... all possibilities, revealed
through Life's Ever Advancing-Epiphany;

chances encountered, become realized, boldly
taken, never wasted-enchanted boldly time works
clay, work accepted before times beginning... tenderly
molding ambition envisioned-amid-hate lives absence-
honesty embraces light knowing only love, aware-
truth knows, nothing evolves... exercising
impatience, bitterness merely inherits
hate-lesson proposed... accepting Gods
intended virtue... welcoming grace.

Followers-honest, move openly...
willing-living life able-clay worked
faithfully, becomes goodwill realized...
for life's lessons grow greater giving birth,

grateful-humble maker remains open, willing
throughout knowing-true patience worked, moves
always mindful... always able. Knows nothing more
beautiful-nor better, than the work.

[[ ~ Phill Collins ~ AGAINST ALL ODDS ~ ]]
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"This is a poem written in conversational style "Poetic Prose" Form-Poetry... .""

A style that I have adapted for it that has not been as of yet accepted. Though I have faith that it will... ! I believe this form will catch on because it contains a message that can be interpreted as a moral value or lesson if you will for everyone, and adapted to their lives and for the ones they know given any one it may be, yes for anyone."

"It uses metaphor just like any accepted form of original "Form-Poetry... ."

This as I have stated is considered (by me at least as of yet) to be a form of "Prose" poetry... .

~ ((((((("Prose?"))))))) ~

Prose is a type of poem that reads as a short story.

[[>>>>>>> http://www.poetry.com/poetry-glossary/prose/ <<<<<<<]]

Or try this one.

[[>>>>>>> http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/prose <<<<<<<]]

A friend went and searched it down for me. How sweet!

(The reason that there are Hyphens "so many of them") is because I have a computer that speaks them with a faster and slower, higher and lower pitch of voice, giving a certain kind of ebb-and-flow to the work with a softer more fervent, realistic and consistent tone, when I use the hyphens and other punctuation in the certain places that I do. Allowing it to speak in even a moderate voice if I choose. It sounds very free flowing when I hear it, and I can only hope that you will be able to here it in the same way. Thank you for reading and God bless you... but I admit I do not know much of punctuation... .

This is a collection, or one complete volume in part if you will of certain works or a unity form of writing that is interactive as well together with the reader. It was prepared over many years, and has actually in essence made it into a puzzle, or a tree, or as well if you will in its conception and forming a quilt in general of writings melded or woven together as one singular body of writings. Or an individual writing if you would consider abiding as one collection of works joining individually and specifically, becoming individually each, one varying and complete whole work.

Each stanza or groupings of stanzas individually are able to stand alone by themselves remaining open each one to and for the other, and because of them being formed this way, openly, they also remaining able to embrace other works that as well being created openly themselves individually can in there forming be added to the work as an evolving, individual, collection of continuing works themselves, "Whichever way individually they are pieced together."

So that each reader or readers together themselves can arrange each stanza or groupings of stanzas together that in essence will always tell the same or exact idea or main theme if you will behind the story... .

Accept; they themselves the persons or persons as a group, get to tell the story as they would for themselves... . "But please if you would when in arranging it do not change in any way shape or form the individual or groupings of the wording... !" Individual stanzas and there groupings are fine by themselves to rearrange... .

As well you may BEGIN YOUR READING on ANY CHAPTER... .

Hey-have fun!

"Thanks for your patience in reading... !"

This work is written in an experimental form of Conversational Style Poetic Prose Poetry... .

"This version written for recording purposes for the disabled... in its conception perception; I try-to remain-open-considering-again and again just how-many more infinite ways to punctuate it... evolving-as-a writer I'm hoping myself, it too; as well, through my-continuing-submissions to it... ."

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[[for the journey with HIM... beyond all-this.]]

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""It The honor-to serve -

Majestic the Hand that molds,
humbled; the clay;
GREATER the PURPOSE, served -

[["~" (~) "~"]] "eAgEr"!" "?" "!" "?" "!" "?" "!"
"~" (~) "~" ReLyAnT "!" "!" "!" "~" (~) "~" -

within-HIMSELF; God-touched by this-is-
All-TOO-HONORED; to-serve-him-well -
provide; and so-still--he-remains...

[["~" (~) "~"]] steadfast [["~" (~) "~"]] prays."" [["~" (~) "~"]]

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"LOVE-you-mr. PRESIDENT
thank-you-for your-courage; faith.

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~ Love ~ james ~

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""Papa what about spring... ?"

"I don't know Son, Killdeer-draw-
you-away from their-nest, Bluejays-
holler-to-all about-it, hungry-father
fox he knows-about-it... .

Kinder-yes I think-much gentler-Spring,
when the-rejuvenation is just first-arriving-
reminds-me of the-back-and-breaststrokes-
holding-your-breath while-doing-a-crazy-twirl,
all-the-World-alive-with-energy-Surrounded-
Together-in-warmth.

Saw three of them Kamikaze my humble dog-one
day. Samba just hit the grass rolled over boxed away-
at-them old Bluejays on his back-yelping; I laugh, he
was-just a pup-then.

Best way to compare it... I would think Spring;

"The-hands of-time are-alliterate-Spring-is-but-the-brunt of this-
each Season-carry's snow-caped mountains-berries in-the-valleys-
lilies-in the-meadow-pine in the woods squirrels-rummaging-in-the-
trees.

Birddogs are quite capable of pointing this out... as still-this-hope,
Spring-it-is I believe its-rejoinder-to-us for our-Winter's-supplications,
the-harvest of-the-wheat-in the-fall Spring-rains I feel-remind-us.

The Summer-Sun-always toasting-the memory's golden-brown... .""

""{H}ONEST-GOD {{O}}PEN-{{{W}}}ILLING-All-WAYS-HOPEFUL;
HONOR-LOVE-HIS HEAVENLY; CREATOR-PROVIDING [["~" (~) "~"]]
ETERNAL [["~" (~) "~"]] HUMBLY-ABIDING-HIMSELF FOR-HIS-OWN
"REACHING" [["~ (~) ~"]] ACCEPTING [["~ (~) ~"]] always-what-Hate;
cannot - born-of LOVE, Grace-UNCONDITIONAL; THE-
DEVOTIONAL LIFE; HIS-FREE-SPIRIT, man-forged-
sent-into-the-mixture;

[["~ (~) ~"]] ENTRUSTED [["~ (~) ~"]]

Faith-instilled-Faith Evolving-IS--HIS-PERFECTED "HIS CHILDREN"

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The-Desire... Pureness; Of-Man -

GRACE-MERCY-CONSIDERED -

MERCY/FORGIVENESS/PEACE
PARDON/PONDERED/LOVE-
SURRENDERED... OFFERED;

INNOCENCE-DELIVERED,
JESUS... THE-EXAMPLE -

So-through HIM-ETERNITY -

"THUS; THE-BOLDNESS--"OF" MAN!""

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"When
to ponder,
this life and
my position, my
importance and
priority amid the
essence of life,
the vision -

A broader
idea one
in nature
to picture
and open and
one righteous,
of the one ever
prominent and
freely given,
permanent
fixture -

(I do now believe)
to answer this one
question of three -

A question of three,
and one more and
better of a proposition
in kind must there be -

So for when
to ask myself... ?

"MERCY; TIME,
CONSIDERATION,
GRACE-FORGIVENESS;

~ CONTINUED ~
SUBMISSION ~ TO ~
THE ~ EFFORT... PERIOD!" -

"REGARDLESS--YES... .'

"CAN' I THOUGH MYSELF AS ULTIMATELY,
APART HIM, THE ARROGANCE... OF MY EGO!"

I know it depends, on what foundation do I stand upon, and where does
my treasure lie, and in whom do I place these visions of all my hope?

Before when to pass on, I'm brought to lay my tired soul on down to rest in Peace
Forever, within the open arms, of God... ?

"So-yes Lord I will follow You, if you show me, yes show me -

"Of the many truths so plain to You, that me in all my lawlessness I cannot even
begin to envision, and as a condition of my souls admission -

I pray that I may be, through Your Goodness, made again and be granted the
heart of a grateful child, and be then one with You, and so renewed by this
and brought to life and made
to be free and called the once
retched soul,

that has been altogether
Forgiven, and Lord,
won't You show me
this for my joy,

and show me this
for Your Glory -

So that to believe
I may follow You, in
all Your Goodness
and Wisdom, and
Graciousness - For
I will believe You
Lord, if You show
me... !""

"My only struggle
truly, as it-is though
still I'm-overjoyed
today 'if another
day granted me
to-be partaken
in,

I pray-yes being
a drifter myself
I may follow,

even though-
striven well-
apart from it-
from time--to
time, through
the refluxes--

unbalance--

the remaining
of my-will, still,
want's to kill--
tethered-sill
hoping, I'd be
delighted yes,
I'd be willing
through the
struggle,

friend to
always-be
carried strait
to You in the
effort through-
You, yes the very
gift of my choices
may they always
remain, please,
let me; us-all
yes be...
through their
evidence -

"Forever God-
Friend--askant,
let-Your will
sustain, Help
another-so-
another then;
again time, and-
again,

This Way... "Amen-
Papa" "Faithful-The
Sanctity Discerning
Greater Wisdom-
Conditioning...
of-Your-
Love...

Mercy,
Forgiveness
Yours Patient-
indemnification;
Your Grace,
Unification--
Sanctity--
as such-The-
Offering--Open-
yes...

Father; Thy
Will Be Done.

"Thank You... ?"

"That we-may
join,

all-together.

May one-it-be
The Example
Given, Alone;

under-The-Son;
gift,

begotten-One
of-Daddy,
Agape -

That-Of Our-
Fathers."

Glory--Willing,
The-Wanton;

"Oh Might... !" -
what-Love--

Grace... -

hand in hand
all we pray,

mercy... ."
"Then follow
Me you must
My Child and
as a condition
of your surrender
so complete, it will
be for you your joy -

As for Me will it be My
Glory. To count your
sin, forgiven.

For yes, a joyful heart
does know. My Grace
Alone, is sufficient,
and if you would
will to -

to be the one to
be still and in My
Life, believe, and
move moreover
and in the way,
of another in
Peace, and
forever be
of good faith -

"Then amid the
wondrous hope
of this day, (a
long life), and
a grateful heart
full of My love
and Peace and
Beauty -

To come to
know it well,
and to carry it
with you! For
forever, will
you be free -

[["~" ("~") "~"]]
[["~" ("~") "~"]]
[["~" ("~") "~"]]

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"Because--I--Am
the Father, of
Time, and from
before the beginning,
my heart, the one beating
for you, and for all -

is for the gentle maturation of all
things young and old, and for all those
who would be so bold as to share me with
another, and have the heart to dream, and
on me, faithfully rely -

'Then as an answer for them, for the courage and
tenderness, found within the given beauty of their
nature -

as it is mine to give, this, this the blessing for them,
Time, will I forever and again... in the end.

Always and in my way, and moreover move; to multiply,

~ If only willing, you lay down all My child, and follow Me. ~

[["~" ("~") "~"]]
[["~" ("~") "~"]]
[["~" ("~") "~"]]

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[[>>>>>>> Susan Boyle (BEST quality) - Britains Got Talent <<<<<<<]]
[[>>>>>>> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8OcQ9A-5noM&feature=rel%20ated <<<<<<<]]

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[[>>>>>>> Nazareth - Please Don't Judas Me <<<<<<<]]

[[>>>>>>> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uvyc-CiLZxQ <<<<<<<]]

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~ (~) The Questions One of Three (~) ~

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~ "Killing-Time; "Is-Murder... ."" ~

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~~~ Sometimes too short it is! ~~~
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~~ Coffee in hand mitten slippers, ~~
~ too and fro oh-the-ebb-and-flow. ~
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~ Gentle ride on Daddy's feet ~
~~~~~ waltzing away! ~~~~~
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~~~~ A struggle, ~~~~
~~~ though entire. ~~~
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~ Nothing else to do. ~
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~ Way better time ~
~ is killing time. ~
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~~~ Though, ~~~
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friend cancer,
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~ is murder ~
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Dear-Daddy,

I looked up to you, love you, though I didn't spend the time.

Gave you a struggle I did, I sure am so sorry now, you-always-were-my friend, though you didn't hold me... .

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Son I'm sorry too, was proud of you, love you wish I had done better, I wanted to I Have missed you... !

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How come you never let me call you Daddy... ? I so much wanted to... . Was dying to, boy I miss you... !

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I don't really know Son, don't know why. I can only figure, I wasn't open was taught to be tough, grew to hate my lack of affection.

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I understand Daddy, couldn't show my children either, as much, they never call me Dad , Daddy neither. I could not give them this, keep them warm... .

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Don't feel ashamed Son, there is still time... !

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No-Daddy-I already know, they have forgiven me, like I do you... Thank you Daddy for talking with me while you were still here... . I love you... for this, will always love you, though not your Son of blood, I look up to you with all my heart, always will... !

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I'm proud of them Son... and you... !

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Merry Christmas Daddy... !

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Son... ! You too... !

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Written for my Father and all those who suffer like he did, for those suffering with them.

Was remembering Him today like most every day. How much I love miss him how good he was to me though suffering. As he always did try his best to love ... move to cherish life, respect everybody!

Sometimes too short it is time!

To suffer with him through it better time it was killing time ... suffering together!

Though cancer still it is murder... .

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"I will always love my family... . "Because at my worst first they loved me... ?""

P.S.

"I am an alcoholic... . "Trying to recover from my shame... that I live with, has brought them.""

[[>>>>>>> I Want to know what love is - Foreigner <<<<<<<]]
[[>>>>>>> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=loWXMtjUZWM <<<<<<<]]

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~ I Know What Love Is ~ I was just told I am getting
a divorce. My kitty Smoky has not left my side. He's
a good boy, friend. He knows... .

You know I heard this song some time ago.

I asked this same thing. It came to me... . It
touched me... I have no regrets, because I
shared this-my tears today, snot bubbling,
running out my nose.

I look terrible I-count-it-all joy-hair a mess-
I stink, cant-eat, sleep-same--as when-it
came to-me--Life's--a trip-eleven and one-
half years-together... - Six apart for this
divorce, "Waiting... ?"

Sweet thing... she wants-to remarry-
yes--I thank-God--because; we are
still-friends-two--beautiful-children
not--my own-their--healthy, happy.

Grateful I-am--will--always-be-
We're all-friends-I... I-am
blessed-to have--shared,
still... share-in it... !

"I-know now-what Love - is -

She my-children they-showed me... !""

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Video-for the poem:
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[[>>>>>>> Catch the Wind - Donovan [cover by Dolbro Dan] <<<<<<<]]
[[>>>>>>> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZPD10wjtwkE&feature=related <<<<<<<]]

"A Concept Poem" "Part of a Unity Form of Works... "Open for active interpretation... participation, as well-help in-continued creation... .""

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"Nothing better I feel there is, I am finding, than cool waters the joyous laughter of my children, splashing away under the warm Summer Sun chuckling at me as I give them a silly frown as it runs-down-my-face - relation in kind; bittersweet - I love to be their clown - To fart, or-burp as I walk on by them saying... "Sorry, please-excuse-me won't-you" "But-you-know-I'll probably just do-that-again... !" Funny to me as I hope they too will learn, because I know it's just like sneezing, coughing, clearing my throat. In the Winter it's warm farting I believe it always helps to melt the ice. Just like a light, warm Summer breeze, it's relatively fuzzy, freeing, and if you are open to it, the sound, smell, it makes for some really fun conversation, and can turn a tiered-frown, upside down!""

"Buttons" silly-word really-right... ?"" - Sounds like when to speak it... like you just admitted that your bottom-weighs an amount in the measurement, of tons, and I tell you buddy, with me... "I would-need a cart to move my tired old butt around, and it would have to be big" - But I let you in on a secret, "shh", sometimes, usually just at the most-inopportune time, with myself, those bubbly butt winds-break me down. They kind of sneak up on you and you have to be careful, right? Oh-boy, oops sorry... I believe here comes one now. I can hear it... feel it bubbling-up, eking out... . Okay here we go, wish me luck! "Grunt... hiss-blob squish... ooh--oh-man... ! Squish"! - Oh great--another wet one... .

Don't like pulling it, you know the caboose, trying to motivate my ever-expanding... stubborn butt... because it's honestly a lot too-much hard-work! So believe me I know though maybe certainly gross... sometimes they help. Don't want to sit or stand even run around to long then, "you know"? - "No, no I know its' silly really!" A kind word small and charming I think buttons... like the simple spontaneity of my little one, jawing away on a pickle slurping-it down wiping his mouth on my coat shirt pocket, as with a big grunt the-youngster looks at me, then cuts a wet one in its diaper, just as I'm-wanting to go to the restroom myself, and reaching, needing, a paper towel as I dance-around with the-big stinker, wiping my-pocket and the-giggling toddler, again and again shouting, "Uhh-oh, oh buddy... oh-boy... "here we-go again"! - "Awe man"!

""Awe "buttons"" ... !""

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"A man speaks openly of the purest freedom."

"Insignificance follows, isolation,
errant rants of provocation."

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""If he knew what we
all were thinking,

"Look at him,
coming from him
this vision is impossible.""

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""Death speaks in the hearts minds of many,
laughing in the shadows, raving and grinning,
lusting destroying, shunning —

"like pigs with their faces perusing around in the mud" —

Death stating this wild-eyed to-them:

"Offering the idea of peace for-all would-be-to just-shut-him-
up!"

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""Love walking hand in hand with time states this for-all
who would care to listen:

"Friends He's with Me, this will not be possible.""

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"Mercy lays down His vision,
offering His forgiveness."

"Accepting this everyone
living as one with Him, rejoices!"

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"Discussed varying views-of the Lord today. Joe I believe His name; gentle-man-I feel-now-truly... yes... .

Don't all-wish to be... ?

Full of goodness-graciousness though maybe-timely. Tide-solely to security I suspected given in-the offering, "but that's just me... ." "Watching-folks walking by; saw felt this yes-you know-the trembling voice; hesitance of the hand as we-prayed,

"Oh God Jehovah" He prayed, just-as I did for him; he for me given my request-yes."

For the blessedness to bless protect secure him; all he loved... would endure... endeavor for... . We talked of our faith, talked-of Gods mercy-perfect-goodness, grace... . African American man walked by-as for moneys-some; for food, I reached; my pocket was full-heart willing-yes... he-looked homeless... .

Being this way my self at the moment-having eaten-blessed enough to eat, I pulled out-a dollar-offered-he accepted, thank you in his eyes... murmured on his lips my direction. Joe a witness himself, I having to go to court for public intoxication-today at 9:00am, or so I thought-yes... .

He stated the faith doesn't allow us to carry funds, (he was carrying pamphlets of faith, proclaiming what they were, would... could-bring... do). He stated "Hey that was nice; James"... !" He most assuredly would have I know, had it not it been for the teachings of His faith... I believe-limiting-him thereby... .

We cordially said our goodbye's (I told him I had to run off to court). As I went to go I saw a lady that had been witnessing the whole thing-she smiled tenderly, I winked back. He had said "James that was nice" I said well he needed it and being homeless myself-well I know what it is like-yes... .

It turns out after checking my court time, it is at 12:30pm, not at 9:00am, plenty of time to write this... .""

Time is patient, yes?

God created it if you would be willing to consider this, if to believe in Him, you do, or do not. Who says that it's not righteous to question the one who made everything? Though I would never myself if I'm not willing to remain patient with Him, am not open to His answer.

Here is an example if you will.

I used to live in Florida. We had a lime tree in the side yard. I picked up a lime one day, and something, (I believe it to be God now) told me to toss it up and try and catch it-keep doing it. Moving to fast I kept dropping it time and again. It was frustrating. Very!

The idea hit me that if I were to slow down I might then have a greater chance of catching it on a more regular basis. It turned out to be the truth. This was my first moment of enlightenment.

Soon I was tossing it and moving faster than when I originally was when I first began.

I talked with my idea at the time of God. Having slowed down, I was able to hear Him far better as well. I came to know of even more of Him through my curiosities I gave to Him, all my questions, considerations... concerns. With each toss He answered me without fail, with the truth and various and even more greater levels of this same truth.

It has been some years now.

The limes I used to fail in catching them and sometimes they used to fall and bop me right on my face head and even my nose.

I live else where now, don't have any limes, but I have plenty of rocks, if I look... !

Either lime or rock, God I have found is a gentleman, always willing to teach me, though sometimes the lesson, can be hard.

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.
.
Sitting here mid
the stillness, in
this moment calm,
quiet and-connected;
my-time-alone to-play-
with-God, has come.

As I dance-with Him through
tender-woods-and-fields of green.

Pondering-new-days joys beheld those
of cool winds awakened visions of things
unseen.

Cradled in His-arms of love waltzing-away
as one amid-our-fond-ascension, and euphoric,
cachinnation. Catching-leaves-together-with-pen
in-hand, as-they fall, while to the thrill-of my-minds-
contentment, days of my youth return to-me, as the
true goodness of their nature, I recall, while-scales of
worries slip-away and my-heart soars-free. Yes-amid-
this simple beauty-I find-God, through the patient
art, of poetry.

"As His love and hope, and-peace-fulfill-me,

covering me;

protecting me;
teaching me;

advancing me;
directing me;

holding me;
carrying me;

molding me-
honing me;

completing me;-
when I-am writing... !""

"This-writing, is all-written; lived
in-theory its pursuit-of a Universal--
Discerning... Abiding-Wisdom, alone,
if not able to be applied for myself; with-
another... " -

"I'm curious-too... together, how-just and in-what
better ways-We'll-All-Influence the continuance-of
the-consciousness; of-the work... "

journey -

"Because still-I'm finding-though at times rather difficult -
"The-Challenge "Life truly is good... !"" -

"Bartering-nothing... " -

"Offering-everything... !"" -

... and-so my soul leapt, thinking... Peace, Love and Freedom
are a Blessing;

Drifting off to sleep realizing Hope, is everything... extra... !

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[[>>> Not In Nottingham - Mumford & Sons (Robin Hood) <<<]]
[[>>> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EBKE4xm5c-o&feature=related <<<]]
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"Oh-good God--
gee willers - soiled-
solid-now-so-my-
soul-hand
slighted--
myself--lest
running-deeper-
I dance--amuck-The-
Marrow -

Love, Eminent - Gods Tender-
Heart...

Mercy - though-low--still Chivalry,
Charity-their Divinity I see-His Grace--
Son--now... Risen in-His-Eyes -

"Revolving-'round the-Sun...

riding-down... !" -

Hues of Virtue, Qualify - Time-His Holiness-
All His-Creation... Forever... Edified... !""

"Wonton Journey... our-defense; naked--
desire; forever evolving; Eternal repose--dandled;
joyous,

within...

withheld-ne'er... surrender's... e'er--abounding,

reviving,
abiding...

upheld-Yes All-Creation--Unified...

our completion-contemplations tendered
Within The Soul--of-God...

"Yes-in; within and-through us, wanton,
wishing,

"Praying... !" -

"What it means to me; today, His-
provision, procession--Grace...

evidence;

"Risen, in-Our Eyes... May-it be-always
afforded-us the-opportunity; His Mercy... !""

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"I Am,

fallen-the tree in-the woods spoken for-long ago crashing-down yelling though the moment you never heard me look again there will I be fallen still--and-yet--as-another-- whatever surrounding I land wherever therein-might-it be--here--

there--Now...

"Search your-heart--
friend come-find Me... !"

"Click"-"clack"

"clack"

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~
~
Overt,
wisdom is-not-patient-
to fond reflection of itself-alone.

So-is the way of the chopstick.

Lying there so defined...

Hands sick;
Hear their plea,

They cry Mercy;
use me... !

""Careless sometimes
the hand of condition".
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~ "Innocence of heart ~
~ smacked of hate, ~
~~ bygone-days ~~
~ race-on-by". ~
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Lying-open,
Mercy! ~
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~ Love-
rejoices.
~~~~~~
~ cry's! ~
~~~~
"True Innocence Remains Open"!
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~ "This Hope the wind carries ~
~~~ on its whisper""! ~~~

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~~ "Blind" ~~
~ juries out, ~
~ breakfast's on, ~
~ behind me ~
~ rising ~
~ the Sun, ~
~ presently, ~
~ friends, my ~
~ heart grateful ~
~~~ is open"" ~~~
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Time spells out a
harsh reflection,
sometimes.

Lifeless, pale...
holes under your
knees... on your
ankles, up and
down your arms.

Hate fills him now,
oh, his rage, my
brother Ronnie, says,

"it isn't so!"

Dad, He knows.

I have no real memories
of you,your eyes, no
pictures.

I don't remember even
how you moved, nothing of
your character, smell, touch,
voice,

warmth.

But yes I hold on to them,
they are relevant, I know-
they-are-still-there.

They move me today,
arriving now, from
underneath, the
void, numbness,
pain... . I see
them,as-my-
frustration,

tears, when,

they-come... .

Mama I ache... .

Yes I carry all of it,
my brothers same hate,

for this,

and this hope...

you-are-there in Heaven,
God... holding you.

Mama, I miss-you... !

Why-did-heroin,
have-to-take-
you... ?

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Not Yet but Thirty-
Nine I'm Almost Forty

"Cumbersome-but-still-
flourishing the soul once
beguiled "I-tell you boy
buddy its settled then-
with my judgment in
hand lets shake-on it... " -

Father forgive me... please
bless me-broken as a matter
of fact, fact is fact, Your love
I know it will sustain me-protect
all of us and our families, in those
humble huts and crystal castles strewn
along the beaches-meadows hillsides and
rivers by-the-dozen's."" -

"May your strength sustain us, carry-us to know
this peace, good Lord I-ask this in the name of
Jesus... !" -

"Because not yet but thirty-nine I'm almost forty...
so far a good life lay behind me... I believe here-right
now-and in the waiting.""

This alone wouldn't tell you so though... you know.

It's looking good for me as I'm feeling that way
today teeth rotting and falling out all-over
within-my-face-hurting chipped all scuffed
up worn from gritting-them in my sleep,
heart's beating, this breath,though bad,
still, I'm breathing.

Lightening bugs perusing along in
their way-as they do outside
floating underneath the
gaze of the moon.

I wouldn't wish it anything
more you know, kid's themselves
are all grown up-with-three-new kids
of their own, (one on the-way).

Though I'm not yet but thirty-nine, grateful
still I am, though-I'm almost forty, and as-well
I know-this, "sweet caresses her smiles... saw then
yes felt them first under the premise of this hope."

"The Moonshine Wind Blue-Roses-Stars risen in her Eyes,
and with the passion that has followed, (would and-could
follow still) two wonderful children later I know I'll be sitting
here still a Granddad-yes an old man... God-willing... writing... !"

"Grow if you will grow, we all do, some just choose to do it openly.
Delve, delve deep within, dig them up, reach! Usually, what weighs
heavily on the soul, is the fiery seeds of fear, and indifference."

Friend every time I am able, and have... I tell you it has made all the
difference." "BECAUSE" I'd rather... repeatedly fail in my youth-than
regret certain consequences;- of my youth's abandon."

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~ (~) Word Goes Here in Any Order (~) ~

~ "At last... !" ~

~ "At last... !" ~

~ As a sweet rejoinder to Him my soul cried
out aloud, at last, as I marveled in the benignity of my Lord. ~

~ For imparting to me,
the liberal blessing of my life ...
and for giving me His eternal assurances;

and for delivering me ...

returning me to a veracious, and overt;
amenable position-of-hope-and faith in Him. ~

~ Yes-for-purging-and lifting;
empowering and molding... maturing me,
indemnifying me in His certitude,
and enduring graciously, the-horrid-penalty;
of my willful prides contumacy. ~

~ For ne’er to trammel the ambling
of my committed volition. ~

~ In the greater wisdom and grace
of their instruction I willingly did revolt
in sheer defiance before
His tender eyes of mercy. ~

~ (Amid the futile campaign, (of my own bitterness.)) ~

~ Distinguishing only those weary days apart
from the welcome and gentle fervor, of His embrace;

and so, through this detachment,
and His patient hands my heart’s longing
was brought to know compassion
and to be absolvitory. ~

~ As able today and thankful to Him to see. ~

Of the many roads I have peregrinated down.

~ Illuminated upon this narrow path,
of God’s all-inclusive way. ~

~ It is all I have come to truly discern,

of an aeolian peace. ~

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[[i.]]

Well, love-in hand
Opportunity,
Random tandem tether tide-to-grace...
Divinity, delighted... !

[[ii.]]

Granted hope and happen-stance
Opportunistic, both,
Enlightened enchanted-
Sun evolving rolling around kissing-the dusk shines, there; riding-down... !

[[iii.]]

Heaven awaits here the plea his cry;
Every-one together with Him,
Rejoicing,
Eolian-laughter... !

[[iv.]]

Innovations-inspirations of the heart
Nerve carries them both-by-the slightest touches; toughness of the-hand... .

Answers come given-being-even even-remaining-open
Not,
Yielding... .

Opportunity defined;
Random as they come flowers blooming, some,
Dead born to-live we all are already,
Everlastingly;
Reverence granted, unity under His open hand, abiding, aeolian peace; liberty... !

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~ ~
~ ~
""Grace,
faith
~~
patience,
~~
mercy joy belief,
humility and true absolution,
who themselves do-not-desire
or cry-out from-within, for-the-
solace and-security of this... ?"
~~
~~
"For I have felt-and seen,
that gracious, love exults the-very-
principals... and generous surrender for
all eternity of their open-will."
~~
~~
"Perfect innocence,
hopefulness and liberty overt
from the day they were born, raging-winds-
could-not-defile, because docile, they remain
amenable, an endearing vision of truth,
though however fragile."
~~
~~
"No greater joy-is there for me, nor-
anything-more-divine, bridging-the-expanse,
between-bitter abhorrence... my own
tendentiousness... unbridled-greed,
a genuine... injustice, and
immeasurable peace."
~~
~~
"So taken-in-by the wheat fields
supplicating mid conciliate winds, teeming
I tarried to view-them as I did amble along amid the
swaying stalks so very felicitous, to be alive,
and in-quiet reverence, to my Father -
~~
~~
touched by their faithfulness-
I offered again to Him
for His promise-
culminated-
for-me -
~~
~~
my essence.""
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~ "Why?" ~

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"Tears,

whether
grieving-
waking,

rejoicing -

noose wrapped tight 'round my neck drowning albeit I
know I'll be delighting -

being as open as I try, am willing, and so hereafter
will be my pleasure, I PRAY; for all of us -

HIS GRACE... LOVE-CARRIAGE OF MERCY,
OFFERING...

what it is to
know, His open
welcome an-
Eternal Day;

of-Forgiveness;
UNITY-With-Him... !"

"Still so-weeping
will I be for those

not so Gracious --

Trusting -- Accepting...

STILL-Wondering...

"LEFT-
WANTING... ?""

"And as I Ponder... .

"Summers;

Pearls

Summers,
sweet... warm-
those-bygone-days-
long; strung-out-
tucked-each-
one right-
there-set-
just-left-
of the-
middle-
everyday,
each; just-
like-the other,
Lord-carry-
them-before-
me-merely,

and-always;
their-peace-
to remember."

"Peace the fluency,
surety; purity forget-
the-wealth bulky it's-
only-collateral damage.

Expected He chuckles-
He-must I believe-
often; the-Holder-
of-time... .

His patience;
vision, faith-placed-
solely-mid-this-simple-
inclusion; His-grace.""
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Sweet-Summer days yes willing they all remember.

Timeless-moreover following-love-joyous delighting-
itself can be-found-dancing-away... upon the-crispness-
mid-the-gathering-up beading-up-high-upon-the early-May;
Morning-Dew.

Winter shades of Pail Grey cast their eyes upon them too.

Overt all-cry out as-they sing God-watching-His-Grace-
knowing worthy Autumn always, echos in-the-Rain... !

Yes oh of virtue Tiny-Hatchlings of Many can be
seen, as They bellow; as driven by Their
hunger; remaining open weeping-
high in the Willow-Father
watches, lying ready... .

As in their-mouth puking it-up Mother-eager, in-Her-goodness, offers-Them-Food... !

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~ "When before I was brought to know such
a day as this... yes once it weighed heavily
on me the thought, will it ever come... yes
and my pain, will it never end? ~

~ While in the instance of my depression I was
unable to see the love of God well within the waters,
kind reflection, but now, now through Him I have come
to behold and live to tell of the treasure therein contained
and abounding, within this joyous and ever humbling divine
day for me of revelation, and so now, now my-joy has been
sustained. For when I am to ponder the simple nature of
His love in all of its purity, and patient delights, visions
such as these they skip across my mind from time to
time. As my eager-hand, the open gesture, it moves
to lay ahold of the promise of another. ~

~ As this intention that I've picked up I carry now and
cast briskly... into the darkness of the moist liquids, to
land. As the ripples gentle gliding they come to move in
freedom across the vivid reflection of this glassy sheen,
while slowly they are brought to roll along evenly with me
and onward to lay in peace beside the stillness, of the open
shores. As swiftly my-thoughts of God and life they move and
dance, upon the humble shallows deeper and ever deeper into
the heart, of the waters... and so my heart here stands in view
of this and feeling fonder. ~

~ For the tender... thoughtful kisses I give each place here in my
heart that abide amid the presence of Gods' supreme love, and
perfect goodness, given now-for the many blessings that I see.
Amid the glory of His many other wonders, I give my heart
again this day, more-time... for the nature of their open
beauty, to ponder. ~

~ Amid the many simple devotions; and sweeter feelings of
tenderness... and my Mommy-and-Daddy's certain-notions of
freedom they carry for me-visions of peace... . ~

~ Of these many things I have known; upon-the cosy softness of
my bedding amid-the quiet of the darkness and soaring-now-aloof-
the wonders of the Fathers grace... . ~

~ Within the open freedom of the evening-sky's-beneath the starry
night; my heart has been met with this simple thought to-welcome
me... and amid this one emotion-while my soul in motion begins to
rise... as I-dream... . ~

~ I lay here e'er-still; amid the shimmer of this-starry-scene as-one-
open-heart resting gently in place; and all the while... I know my
Mommy-and-Daddy, are standing by; and so I thank-God for them-
today; because-I know; I know my Mommy-and-Daddy they love-
me... and so; because of this-again-I-know; I am-not; ~

~ (alone)... ."" ~

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Love-is no-more-or-less-reliable the-more you check on it, I'm finding, from-when-returning-or-turning-from-knowing its-euphoria... melancholy, folly-or-delight, simple denial... !

Enduring-either way-love upholds this-truth, cast-upon yes-bartered-aloft-floating-away-upon-the faithful hands-winds of-time — and-you know-having-been-given-the true-reflection for myself of this, having-lost it, desired-for it-again, yet-and still — I feel-it-to be-as-well no more or-less than palpable, still-entirely palatable, enchanting, quite heavenly... !

This reason-being why I believe-it remains to be for me-so-divine, why I still cherish-the opportunity... because-of-all its-varied triumphs-and struggles, blessings, friend I know-for myself today they-are-offered all as they-are through the-grace-of-God, and though sometimes for a time-if-but only-temperate, I-believe-they-are given-by Him-always freely-if I am open... .

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Fate in the hands of God always
beholds a greater future I'm finding.
As its opportunity reflects this...
His devotion for all of us I believe
honestly telling of this...

here-in the reflection-
of the tender waters
of-this humble-
stream...

And as I cast-
away my hopes to-
Him, my faith sighs,
and my joy runs freely-
behind me there-
over yonder to-
greet me-
skipping-
across the-
meadow,

because I-
know that-
perfect like-
an apple falling from a
tree upon all of us, his goodness can be-
found cascading down rustling up the leaves-
slip drop too and fro slip drop bop bop thunk thunk-
crying look out below thunk, ouch. Barreling down faster
and faster through the air running along with it past the-
proposal of each on every branch. Dancing through-time
laughing hysterically...

and as a small breeze blows my heart beats-eagerly, and
with all that we've been through together, my soul lies down-
chuckling, confidingly, knowing now that He's in complete-
control.

Grace weeps willingly for me knowing it has always been-
with me, this perfect way with Him ever greater in the-
respect. Concentrated and open my patient prayer having-
been my only reprieve securing my repose.

While with a rustle rustle slip drop bop slip drop bop, thunk-
thunk. Leaning back up under it letting go of my fishing pole-
with closed eyes I reach out catch an apple and then another.
Snatching two up out of the air in the palm of my hands while
sitting up, I laugh a ha... ! Finally I got you! Open my eyes
drop one, swipe my pole back up again bob my head as to
say you go boy. Chomp down on the other and rather
cockily and over confidently laugh louder, then
louder. Swallow hard, real hard, slowly, suddenly.
As another falls quietly slip drop thunk smack
then I'm caught again, "shouting ouch". As
it lands and whacks me hard right on the
top of my head! God snickering loudly,
as I know He must surely be as I know I
most certainly am.

As the thunder rolls away above and beyond the-
hills there over yonder with the fish jumping now
black crows above me hackling, cows bellowing moo,
geese cackling ... frogs appearing by the dozen's
hopping around looking at me rather curiously
as to say " Look out for them apples" jumping
into the stream showing their joyous bottoms
off to me before they hop in the waters ribbit,
ribbit, ribbit-thunk splashing. So with all of
this, you could say I'm feeling rather
humbled just like Newton I would
assume. All giddy and-enlightened
and evermore heartened I'm sure
and a little dizzy yet as he would
be too, still I would presume.
Running head-on with this
proposal.

That with God, given the gravity-
of it being whatever the situation or-
circumstance, whether with my eyes-
opened or be it them fully closed. Still,
with my patient Friend I'm learning,
though I seem to be having a real hard
hard time at it myself, being rather-
stubborn at the moment, but as I-
know it is well with Him... as-
He is always open to-
me and my prayers,
I am aware as I
know my fate,
with-Him, is-
secured.

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Looked deep into the palm of my hand nope no muse there. Took off loll gagging with the wind's rushing, only the effects could I see held out my hand, gathering-my faith-leaning down glistening an idea; an unpolished diamond in the ruff-hearing the murmur of its plight I knelt down fetched it up...

then-quiet;

he-cried-smiled-and-breathed-his-first-breath, my heart-soared. He-could have-died there...

"God-is a good-God I-say."

Love found me again-soon there-after as I cried holding him and her holding our picture. A brilliant love we had then the crash, in our-white pinto... in our old wet snow-boots.

I want a sucker, no, please... ? Daddy... ? No please Daddy no please... ? Ok, I caved, my foot slipped kept slipping off the break, sure you can have it sweetheart I'll get it I said, Mama she yelled, I was always giving in to him...

"we were all going fishing.""

Curious her look then-it-reminded me of the-bright-red catsup-on-her chin and-sweater-when I first met her-that one time, vivid. Looks luscious I-smiled" she-laughed... tugged on my coat, drew me in and kissed-me.

"To reminisce is enlightening some friends of mine and hers we-were all having burgers."

Love is a wondrous thing, funny-sometimes... like-back then but I find it none too funny given the heartbreak now.

Jamie-took to-her fine and her-him, and I've cried ever since... . I have never-been so happy.

Love it comes and it goes-but oh to share it-with gusto... . Fond are these memories-running-parallel-with the truth, but to have loved, just once. Though I-could want it again, grace tells me not to worry. Her goodness-is with me-on-this journey.

"because-my-faith-is-hopeful-and-honest-and so-is-fate...

propitious the rondos' end-bold-in their cachinnation frilly whirlwind-june bugs caught up all about us flopping-around in-their-daily-dallying, teasing toying, have-left me-rather-intrigued.

As the-many-shimmering-bass' billowing-up-soaring-about-a foot sometimes-a-foot-and-a-half-or-two-above the waters under the clear skies-above-us-fall back down-into-the surface-to-try and catch them-as-the shadows-cast-their jest; and in-their-haste to catch a meal, out fly fishing-under-the full moon-so bright-a part of the glimmering-stars-with Jamie-now-I-have-faith-enough-to-know God being-in charge of-all-our-luck;

one-or two-maybe-three-they'll-soon be-in our buckets tied up hugging the shore there, for-breakfast;

but-still and yet with no bait...

to pick-up-one-several a floating bug, to tie them-up as the bugs-themselves I know too now follow-after a purpose, would be to bring a sweet-honeysuckle-to them... and to be-as-faithful-give-to-all one-a taste as fresh-a love-everlasting...

to-live I would die to-uphold-them in-their prominence, given-the-opportunity-of the-challenge -

because if it be a challenge for my faith to embrace the elements... apparent facts knowing that fate always provides another opportunity. My faith is humbled -

because my faith is as honest as what it follows after... now here and hereafter... .
Man was-busted-getting stoned sorry-Lord-is-all I can-say, if-there could be-more I would only cry-mercy...

"For-everyone-myself and-anyone along-the way... is what-he said.""

Jezebel loved the gypsy wind-grappling-grasshopper sweet pools running along by-the stream sunbeams elucidated in her eyes, well you know though it a good fight sometimes you lose one this one was hers, died of brain cancer today...

God bless her... . mercy Lord mercy... .

"Amazing what-impacts the-soul; and-in what ways."

It-was in the-spring time-of our-love-as I remember, it was the greatest
of the many gracious things, a life you pray always remains; something
the pain, joy-of-longing won't let you-forget... .

Stockholm Sweden-down home-right-there-just-off-Carbine-street...
each-at twenty-six-we-shared eighteen-months-together... .

Magnanimous; those days-of-my-youth I tell-you love-she-came to-me just-in time, juries-out, joy bygone-days-now, they're-all-but dead, their-mercy, forgiveness-reigns, and-because-of-this-I-still feel we are-all but-hands-molded together-as we-mold be-it-by-an-outstretched hand, or-while-waving round-our-bitter ax... .

"She-wouldn't-let me-wave-about-mine... !"

I have run the shoreline weighed the surf with the gulls just west of
palm beach, shared illuminated nights lackadaisical felt their sting let-
them-run-away with-me... .

Tip toed through the dewy blue-morning-clover-filled-grasses-baring
my foot in lieu of the bees, time since then has been my lover, friend,
companion greater barter, been-stung-a-couple-of-times... .

Makes-me-chuckle-though-still life-is-so-beautiful.

Propitious in their peregrination shadows-they-jest telling of-this, in their
overcast the rains' patter patter pitter tap-mixing simple musings-with-
their-merry-songs.

In all our-terry-way-dancing... Carina, she was my best-friend-blessing
raw passion my-angry-wind, faithful-to-me, she-was my-love...; I bet
my manhood on it; my-potency...; it's because of her I-know today love-
forgives gives-forever lives, juries-out...; dignity, love I believe they're
meant to combine together join as one faith, knowing true-freedom-
through-any season-rolling around and-around with one another-time
and-again in the-end... .

We didn't get to share this, ultimately, though still I wish-it were, could
have been... .

My God she was so divine... talking about an impact... again I would-
jump-today at-another-chance-with-her, because still I love-her, she
rocked my-world; feels so good, grateful I am-for this-spirit-of longing
I still-carry-though-I know it-may drive me crazy.

"I write-this in the-hope's she-would-want to-know, and-as well... remember... ."

I believe the heart of grace, adamant, generous, tender and aware, honest-
and faithful awaiting patiently... moves freely, because it knows, the pureness
of love always inspires the opportunity, and so enchantment gazed upon
innocence and desire knew itself, when first God showed Adam Eve... !

Now here today... though time has brought us thus far in its ardent march...
(I say I believe it was the same with him, back then), because simple
smiles day-dreams and quiet eye beams alone... (for me too with you just
wouldn't have been enough)... and when I think of you, I thank God for the
blessing... of our time, because my heart enchanted, elated, complete;

from here on out will I forever know and be grateful to have loved the
beautiful angel, that is you.

As so enticed by the light in your eyes, the hopeful manner the
playfulness of your lips, I tell you intrigued, to entwine them together,
(with mine)... !

I figured I'd have a day to share, and a lifetime, from then on...

(to touch);

(if only just),
I-could-chance to-embrace them...

((once)).

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Soft cool rains fall clear-crystal and alabaster sands are patiently... broken down, by the merry hands of the wind...

time... .

The Sun rises, falls, Mother Earth and Moon, all the planets revolve around, enchanted amid, reverent hope-promenades-about love lulls them sings them a tender song,

grace... delights... .

Wild horses run boldly as-one across gentle, vibrantly swaying fragrant-meadows joyous hound-dogs howl, dueling fiddles have been told too, to revive, new-babies, they cry... majestic loons as-they-are glide together upon glassy-sheen's, their beauty-reflected, on-golden ponds... .

True divinity freedom-bellows-out is not a farce.

White clouds puff up billow in glorious efforts to greet their provision the open welcome of purple Heavens.

Knowing-full-and-well, of all this... their-gracious-rains quietly, remind... .

Of-gentle-beginning-and tender song... ! That we would gratify Love in its truest affection. Stand stead fast-uphold it-yield-to no other-duty... !

To-have our-souls-so-identified-unified-coexisting-exclusively-mid-this... . To-live, would I die to give the measure... my-soul-yes-just-to-have this... once... ! So place me within, make me the-essence-of-the-art-lay me down carry me off-as I would-be a child lost amid the grandeur-of its promise... !

Allow this ink to consume-us-be the genuine eminence, what-we reach-for-through the-humble-virtue, heart-of this-quill... ! So all may view soar higher, and even higher still-be-captured, taken within-deep-far and away-beyond-the bitter-part of this world,

into the true-benignity,

flourishing-and forever-evolving, amid-themselves... !

Yes help me build-me up, mold me-yes-come find me... ! Trick me friend by slight of hand bend me-yes break-me down-shatter me again, and again truly I care-not... ! Fill this paper in-its preparedness... innocence... verity, hope... with the sweet passion elation of our souls... !

Yes carry me before this-vision... !

Restrain me-not... .

Set our-soul-free... !

Please... ?

That We may gratify Love-uphold it.

Yes yield-then... only-beauty... !

Those-generous hands-of love-God-always willing-offering all-of-usmore time whittling-yes-tip-tap-tap-tap-tapping-whittling-whittle-whittle... .

Amid those-latter-days in-view of the kind-reflections of the May Moon... clouds can-be seen-billowing-up yelping aloud eager-wolves-those coyotes' howling-beneath them-two-stepping their dancing shadows... ! Stars-shine bright-above the many-dewy those-tender swaying-little joyous-blooming buttercups... innocent-daisies... !

Sharing their devotions-divinity; trees embracing them doves cooing-winds-whooshing caressing-playing rustling-them-up underneath them wildly; their-laughter carrying. Babbling of-this God-in-His-love-delights; crystal-streams shimmying-about pondering-this as-they travel-along again; I can see-this Spring... !

Those hands-of love-God-always with-time whittling-yes-tip-tap-tap-tap-whittle-whittling-whittling... .

In His joy humming God-expecting... like-on-a-long long summer-day, tapping-His foot all-along-the bottom-rail-with-His shoe-on the-inside part of the front porch screen-door, pushing-it back against-the-wall squeaking the doors-gentle-inertia-swaying-it-again-back the other way His-foot-again-and-again-then-pushing-all along-on-it-carrying it along to-all-all over its whispering-riddles-billowing-up-tapping-rap-a-tap-a-lack tap-tap. Bellowing-up the-sound-cast-time-dibbling-dabbling-upon the-wind whistling laughing through the sky's-as they cry-out mercy.

Mountain's-high ranges raining-down-looking-yes-swooping-along-down-to greet the trees those chirping-tender-little many-hatchlings grassy-meadows growing-up right-along-those veracious, ever-amenable dry-rock streams-rising up frogs, rioting ribbit, ribbit, thunk-thunk... jumping-in the-naked puddles-splashing... ! Cows-their sounds-fervent ever-so resilient... precious; ominous, their-freedom resounding; echoing-out-to-all-their-humble-moo's... . Leading-the-way grace skipping-along right-there in-time just-in-front, and it's then when you realize no matter what happens you-haven't-ever felt this good.

I call the-ink-and-pen-yes the innocence of-the-paper my magic those magnets and miracles all those free-days written-down stowed-away built-up-treasures in-heaven, because I know my fate love faith-hopes-their-stories-are-being-made-complete for me, sewn-there-up-over the-willows down-by-the-humble-mantis-praying quietly at-the-foot-of-the-delta... .

Sailor-Johnny-his wife Little-Lilly I know them, (you'll want to too) his Father gave him two-fold full-buckets of-gold-for his-prize. He sailed-his butt-strait-away right home-to-bring-it-to-her... laid it down.

Lilly-now she's-having-a-baby... . Shh... twin-baby's... ! Johnny he doesn't know, they'd been trying for years. Their Father, Mother's yes-their all-eager... !

She hummed me a song about it once tender-melodies divine sweet-tones-deep-pail-shades-of her-innocence-reflected. Holding her belly the beauty-now-she whispers in his ear... as-he-raises his head touches her belly warm tears covering his eyes...

"Now isn't love just the prize?"

I see why it's to die for.

Those hands-of love-God-always with-time whittling-yes-tip-tap-tap-tap-whittle-whittle... !

I have always longed to be able to view all sides... be open like a prism. Spinning around and around accepting/reflecting what I would all on a flimsy line, along for the ride wanting for nothing surrendered to the moment. 

Overtly on me shines the brighter light shining its brilliance. Why then who's to say that I couldn't be... as transparent.

You know never far apart from this I figure I'm always my closest to this when I try to remain open. So yes I consider we are all prisms shining, spinning I believe reflecting our lives each one... upon the other. 

Rocking the-cradle yes God is-life... ! And-yes so-it-is-I feel; this way... with; for all... !" "Because yes I believe as well-true abhorrence is the springboard for more pain, love is the land of peace that lie between." "Denial the raging river running through it!"

"Who in the back row, maybe in the front or some where in the middle or between the middle of the two... ?" "Would it be for an honest peace I would myself, maybe for one of you as-well, but for aggression I will not bow down!" "I'd just-soon-parish, because I will never bow down." "Because yes I know love as with hate offers more, but something far greater... !" Because to know love I believe-is to cherish the-gift of allowance, to own the face brimming with the pleasure of this delight, but to be certain also to oppose it as well, it's always ones given right... hate will never know this delight. Because I know mid toils and travels time ticks away yes hope advances pride waylays to and fro, true peace consumes.

Golden nuggets turn mossy brown in the streams-time laughs promenades all things are prosperous within the able hands of grace. God's-tender tears-illuminated cascading-down-on-all-are-exemplified by-the-rains I feel-as-they-fall, delighted divinity leaps as it sings-love devoted... it prances... . Because I believe as well today loving moreover is prudent the struggle furthermore the prize, death of hate the mighty reprise.

Tiny like a drop in a bucket hopeful is the soul who though longing still remains open. Humbled are the ones who want for nothing more, daring to go further offering all they-can. Exulted and merry are the ones who accept this, joining them, journeying along as they would with them in the beauty of this. Open to the willing peace once the quest of us all yes each our plight now the opportunity presents itself again propels us all together to know, yes-come to-own-for-ourselves-this-delight, the bucket full now sent-to-overflowing washing-the-dirt from our feet; because-lowly is the cry-for-peace... love-the-ladder its-gracious-provision... because though-partial to freedom and honor; cut down prematurely on-occasion surrounded-by-doubt... rising in the effort-love-budding-expects nothing treasures everything is in one way or the other always blooming; its-joy-forevermore consuming... !

Yes falling-down found rustling up-down shuffling-up slipping-down-down up-down-and-up-and-again. Rolling-up-up-down-bobbling up-all-around-and-down-again-around yes... again-and-again, yes-time, and-again... ! Skip-slip-slip skip skip-slipping up-rising-dropping down-slipping-up-drop-bop-bop-bop-again-slipping-up-down-and again in-between the-cracks in-the-floor (h)and-fed to-the-gully-men slaves Peace-plays ((o))n the-minds-of everyone-as they-row, (((w)))hat-ever rugged cross... .

(G)rief-does not-lye down-upon ((o))ne no but-everyone an-ever-perfect, bed-of-roses... thorns, blessing them each equally all their blood sweat and tears-their-brokenness of spirit-amended... . Propitious-faith-is-fond-having heard the-echos-yes the little-many-giddy... joyous children, frolicking away mid the quiet laughter playing-together in the fields grown up among the weeds of (((d)))ivision; illustrious, God gracious relish's in-this.

Shadows-cast their-jest... merciful-tears they (L)ay down-surrendered-themselves ((o))n-the other-side of the-light... the lovely, lowly-gentle-color-Grey several (((v)))aried pail shades-crisper is the-deeper distinction... the grace that-shines reminds-and as-they dance mid-this area... . Love-open illuminates-them in-their delight. The-Sun carries the-Earth and-Moon, and-would it-be-whatever-land, ((((e))))ven-if you-would-consider, America, hope-upholds each in-their name, all-through the-offering-(((((s)))))impler passing-of time, space... in-view of that-wonderful-Home-on-the-Hill awaiting ((((((all)))))) of (((((((us))))))), in that-even-greater-land... that-lye's beyond... .

""The-eye(s) ((o))f-a-(((child))) ~ (~) remain (~) ~ (((((((innocent))))))) forever-young, chasing-the grass-hoppers-communing openly with the garden snake lying down with the deer bunny hopping with the cotton tail, or-jack-rabbits perusing the caves-kissing the-humble mantis as-she prays, though too... she-carry the-heart black as-a-widow-as-she mates... . "Forgiveness-I-believe being the greater-focus of her-faith... ! Joy-being the lavender-fields in-which their offspring-play... !""

"Barters are made and bought... sold-for-and-sought-after; eternities light shown down-from-there-to-here into-here-after... ."

"Because jovial now I know the truth, yes the only difference today remains to be the indifference I know we all-carry-for-all-things, empowered-and-entrusted to each one of us by God for our own fulfillment of the world's society as a whole, though it often abandoned its virtue,

yes the way that I've seen we all do when we defile for-each-one, the-other, our certain God-given-individuality... ."

"You carry me I carry you... because I hunger to offer another their freedom, comfort same as anyone would,

yes as they have-often-done themselves-with-me... ."

Never thought the day would get here... you-know-days-they-often come-at the expense of another; like when we were caught by your Pa, first dandling our feet in the mirky puddles-when we were younger then rolling around under the covers; we're having a baby today. That day I told your Pa I was smitten taken by you and I loved you he nearly hit me though he probably wouldn't admit it — respectful man I'm sure glad He didn't; would have been an honor to take that punch... because love you I do... him;

I would have taken it even given the fact-being perceived-by-him at-first gander of standing naked-before him-and-you-feeling-very-obtuse, quite in the wrong in his eyes if not entirely, and the fact of being as scared of his brane and report; as I once was. Well then He looked honored by the resolve written on my face, no dispute from abroad his flurried fury aborted, his chi pooped out. Look at him now, just pacing out there probably, such a good man really I mean I'm sure its hard to let go of the one you love to the inexperienced care, protection of another, having been the caretaker for so long.

Immaculate the principal, wondrous one hand washing the other as such and so it is the same truth I feel now with parenthood; looks like I'll have to do this someday with this one too, I can-only hope, God I believe being in charge of all of our luck, I'll learn in time to be as graceful, which I figure was what was running through his mind... . He knew that when I said it I aimed to marry you, provide, protect... guess because of this he found me worthy; tears filling his eyes... . He-might have-wished we would have waited "but-It-hasn't been-a-discussion-since... you know?" and I aim to keep it that way."" Best of friends we are now hope to be soon with him too, for a long time, I need him — seeing what I've been taught already melded together within the dear soul-of-you — you-yes-this precious-woman reared up from within the honest heart of this gracious man, I'm so proud to be your lover... friend, comforter father of your child; and I know I could learn the best of all of this, yes a lot about even more-of these things from him... !

"As does the goodness-of-the-rains I assume falling down embracing everyone in their tender way — and-if in-the end the-farce... was-the-simple-fact that-we-were-all-different — of what other origin, and far-kinder-premise yes greater purpose for all things would it-or-could-it even-eventually serve, that is at all to be considered forthright... if anything;

for myself, my sanity...

I can-honestly barter-nothing... ?"

Intoxicating really the harshness of Winter-fervency-of-Summer sweet rejoinder cultivation of all our prayers... Spring... !

Took a stroll amid the saffron all grown up in the Autumn laying down beside the day lilies wisteria grace gently caressing them enchanting... .

Vibrant I find it all to be so very encouraging.

Looking now the frost once thick-crisp driveling down beading up upon the many grassy shoots tulips lavender flower the mighty pines-now-reflecting-a-dewy-vapor, refreshing to the touch, taste; hues of virtue mirroring this, glistening-upholding-all-things, in-their-timelessness.

Life evolving hope offers this proposal questions often posed answers granted remain open... because I believe peace and freedom this way friend are forever evolving,

while love all year 'round, it waits... pondering-this; as it deliberates... .

Like glistening crystal pools of alabaster sands scented-up diaper dusty-talcum baby baby powder, funny contentment privy-so-privy I love the way newborns their eyes tend to wander as they coo, all jovial, and-warm... surrounding all they know of God themselves in the wake of the room... .

The birth of enlightenment a burst of individuality in every glance; I can't today but maybe you, tell me now God is a farce, remaining kindle to the kind-less...

still the kinder... .

Same way you learn-you abide if when able first you are given-the chance, I know this one here coming today knows, as the rains fall moments slip on by the poor and wealthy...

"faithful, life is-good-yes... . "Bartering nothing; offering everything"... "

because I'm being made aware;

hate within itself defiled defaulted I know now lies down infinitely, inflamed forevermore spilling over spouting out to all the putrid shroud doughtiness of its fear its venom...

"(As you will come to know too and find this to be true... !)"

As seemingly you find yourself never-completely being able to shrug-off its fiery eyes, and when able to look, when Honest, Open-and-Willing to be this you'll-find-as-well it is always reflecting your own to another never the wages or truth of its own greater sins of indifference... .

Writing, all the Art's expressed as one, in one; as such I feel they are all now the humblest of the adventures of the ever amenable... overtly amendable-souls lost once, and found again.

Still eager and willing, arbor they are seen by me today to be ever so vibrantly and-in-all-ways-and-in-even-more simpler ways I'm finding, what they know about this... the world about them, world within them and all of us... .

The Artist's whether it be by the vessel of pen or hand brush dances of their voices the instrument of their rock hammer still chipping away woodwinds blowing with vigor the fervent breath of their spirit wiping yes-chasing away the dust, because I believe today they are always searching... .

Experimenting, evolving within themselves as they're made to be patient through their molding and tireless attention given to the hope's of their craft.

The ink the paint the weight the words the oils water colors their life the wood washed out stones cast simple tones etched in.

The light from their amphora burning into all hours of the night into the evermore and even more eminent light of the day coming rustling up from behind them rising, yes coming up around and around and around them again...

"Painted in written down carved forever into their minds eye."

Surrendered for the viewers their heart the example laid out before the perfect beauty or even ever greater possibilities if you will of the ominous haze of the day, and upon all those who would be the general on seers' today that would look yes gaze upon covet theirs' and the worlds' airy paper canvass.

Coming to grips with themselves God His desire for them openly reaching out wanting only for them to come to know Him capturing Him laying Him down amid their art's-quiet-and-ever-more simpler-view-of-life fixed for them now in place -

"Yes through all time their life's essence thriving forevermore" -

God illuminated even more brilliantly-yes-shining-even-higher-and higher upon the beauty of their gape smiling wildly within them amid the freedom of their pieces... .

Time is a gift a precious game, life an awesome gain patient race to come to know yes to capture God in HIs grace the journey of the greater of the grandest of these discernment's its wondrous culmination, finding Him and all things within the honesty of the art's.

This I feel now being the true vibrancy, honor of knowing this simple peace.

As I feel with their coming to know this reigning in the virtue of this hope found amid them the perfect countenance yes the full measure of all this...

or still and yet and even more so I'm finding-its maybe now just a little more prudently illustrious to me; because within itself I see for myself now more each day its just the better part of an ever more worthy barter if you would will to consider.

Forever evolving within itself I feel now like-them-I-am-sure and am finding out still... a little more of each day today, as it is it's all just as appropriate for me, opportunistic... !

Frilly and free curiously whimsical the recently enlightened-yet-quietly-struggling-humble butterfly, resilient-grasshopper... daintily-grazing-dragonfly's locusts hung precariously low dangling-in small but honest-groups-spread-out-all-over-on-the-side and-cellar-door back-yard and front-porch-door... . Swaying gratefully on-the-ever-defiantly-flopping-innocently-broken-screens-that-again I tell-you... I thought, I had fixed... and-as-well-still-gripping whatever-kind-it-may be today the-birchbark-cherry-helicopter-seed, or-walnut-tree, awakening ever timely, still halfway wrapped-up-tight-in-their-warm-cocoons arriving now-from their-moments of-ponder... are told-too to have their-growing fancy... .

The opportunity... virtuously... and ever-novelly, sweetly proposed, like-the-simple-and-ever-ominous-cry's of a whining filly, two dueling-fiddles three-squealing-unwary pigs... .

Twelve gently-cackling-geese flying-over head fresh-little tiny-cooing-just-barely-naked-as-I-can mercifully-hear-now — and can tell, with-my-wife and scruffy-five-month-old-shepherd, and-steaming-cup-of-coffee in-hand — quite-hungry-and-wanted, black-crow-hatchlings-three chirping-blue birds-wailing-away-pecking-at-each-other all about-them... . Our-gracious fourteen chuckling chickens proudly parading their beauty off along to-us in full-view of their own-children's greater-innocence .

My fiery haired fussy cousin small-fumbling baby girl tender angel newborn the precious eager sweetie suckling kneading away on my joyous... ever-willing and-new, three-times-over glorious-Mother-Aunties brilliant-supple-and-full... steadily-swelling-enflamed-dark-pink-nipple a mess-of basil-and-butter eggs-seven-sizzling-young and-healthy-catfish cooking-on-the-spit over the-open... and-lazily smoking-fire... .

The generous character-carried-by them good-old-girls-and boys down-home country-copper-roof-all filled-up-silos-wheat-turbines waiting ready outside the barn deer-skins pegged down low the greater-story askant-of curiosity carrying the pureness of a child as to why... . Smoked-up hickory-honey-bubbling bacon saged-up getta-gingerly-popping in the grease in the skillets over the steadily-flaming-logs and-built-up-kindling ... .

Humbly growing up little farm-houses-rock streams-made by-the freedom-of-the-patient hand-Bibles-on the-table in every-dwelling-place blessings of praise-that really gooey gooey fudge-brewing slow... so-slow.

Cooked-up-apple and peach a plethora of assortments of berry pies cooling their lively smells lifting up-and-drifting-about the grassy timber woods and hills in every available-window-sill home made-ice-cream sweet-taffy-candy-moonlit-walks-with a real good friend-crawdad hunting with my-Pa and Uncles cousins and Brother Sisters-Grand-Pa... . Stars parading along on by with the sky's Moon-hovering-above casting the morning-stars-gentle, and-somewhat-kinder reflection on-the-slumbering-land of crawler's... .

Our flashlights lights perusing cast-all-about searching-for-them... junker autos rumbling and rolling off one distant-street-corner-easy childhood-days-rising up to greet-you laying-down weighing in the balance-as the tender moments... ease-on-by.

Time my only vestige welcomed salvation, greater my safety-grace happily promenades-about-the fringe-of the-day... . They ride-their-way-along-enchanted carried along churning away-by the glimmering-crystal-streams motivated by-the-chipper woodland-winds... . My faith, in-its relevance, emancipates.

Fragile, honest... willing... no time for resentment-innocence runs free now merrily skipping with me across the meadow.

Gracious time the noble gesture freedom the-patient-journey-sown-of-humble yes the truest divinity patient devotion for all-through grace-made-open-my hope remains willing-white cotton clouds captured in their lea way dancing two and fro remind me... .

Yes-like remaining on mute because your staying in tune with the close
captioning of the news set up in the picture in picture TV on the big screen. Of the football game from the Bangles', loss, yes again, and yes again ""don't you know it "! As your two fraternal twins sit there crying pulling at their heart
while one of the years before Super Bowl champs' from the Cowboy's knocks the ball out from good old boy Chris Collins-Worth's hands. As he's running with all that he's got not but about twenty three yards out from the goal line. While soft tired whimpers can be heard, pounding their legs and stomachs rocking away in all seriousness saying why, why, why? And struggling yourself as a Father you teach them to take it all in stride and how to watch the humorous spiels from the night before, and to never bet truly on anything from them.

Sometimes sadly... !

Credence's' Rolling on the River playing.

And so the many amenities yes the certain perks of benignity are as well I feel spending the time with close family and the wondrous sounds yes tasty smells of "BAM" rosemary wilted-spinach, fresh chopped mushrooms
shallots and garlic a splash of white and red wine vinegar a pinch of salt and pepper lots of bacon and a thousand basil eggs hordes of cinnamon French toast and what every happy family needs, a bunch of good old sage'd up getta and congealed grit pies sizzling and popping away furiously in the butter on the stove in the iron skillets.

And though an extra the grits they are placed in purely-and-only as an honor for my family and Father, of my past who now has passed. A personal favorite I too shared with him after church on Sundays.

And I can just see him there by the wind chimes chiming their morning song smiling at us outside along with the orange juice and apple, and apple butter set up beside the grits and raisin toast in the toaster. Maple syrup ready for heating in the microwave with many funny, grand events circumstances questions of the day already being proposed to you in all seriousness.

Running up and down the spine and belly really wrestling with your patience. Answered swiftly with light chuckling laughter. As I think wisely and answer saying "as you and I are set to bed at night, we all too need God's peace in the morning". Stomping on the floor with a rugged click clack clack... saying "overt, wisdom is not patient to fond reflection of itself alone. So is the way of the chopstick. Lying there so defined ... . Hands sick. Hear their plea. They cry mercy, use me ... !"

Remembering when she was younger their Mothers' Mother our other kitten Precious of memory's past yes her kittens many antics with my Wife and children and me.

As one of Blue Jeans our oldest Daughters' new Mother Kitten, or I should say Cat now, with her first little litter of kitten, as we found her pregnant now some time ago and now her three, no two kittens -- the one little fuzzball I forget her name. They both jumped me this morning.

One climbing up "my spine right now" one my shoulder scooting down my belly on to my knee as I stick it out so it can jump onto my broken down dark brown leather Lazy Boy flip back Daddy chair as I'm leaning myself back, with one hand for the other. As I change their bowls so they may have food and water. As they play with one another over who in the process gets my big toe. They haven't figured quite yet it being quite stinky. There being two, connected to me there is another protruding shell toy of a fleshy distraction for both of them.

Like the simple spontaneity of my little one, jawing away on a pickle slurping it down wiping his mouth on my coat shirt pocket, as with a big grunt the youngster looks at me, then cuts a wet one in its diaper, just as I'm wanting to go to the restroom myself, and reaching, needing, a paper towel.

As Neal Young's Harvest Moon plays on the computer in the background, as Sam our dog can be found scratching her ear as her tail and butt bang on the rumbling laundry machine and humming dryer. Clacking away in time with the music as you dance with Mama, stop, whisper to her. Saying "I love you so much dear-heart, you are my life and man I am so grateful". As you put the child down for a moment and you-both-hide and flip-the-food each playing it off from the children thinking they aren't looking. Sneaking again a little bit of it, and a soft kiss just for a quick taste. As you look at each other as they all yell from behind you united together as you laugh together as they say ""hey you both said we weren't supposed to, you were going to stop that"! "Mom",! ""Dad""! "We all too need our peace in the morning", especially us... .

But you know... and as to say, "I will enjoy the chance with all my might that is within me"... with no regrets. Because inside you know you will have to live without the other or all of them or them you... some-day. So you tell yourself I will embrace it as best I can when I can. I will let all know she is my companion hope of completion trust and compassion raw passion of my hearts full and euphoric... overt, unbridled and undivided-release. I will fight no one with this, even my glorious children or the freedom of the society I love so much.

Keeping a big old Bill Cosby Jello gelatin surprised face on for each and for one another while you turn around doing it turning up the TV pointing to your face as your daughter yells from the bathroom for a roll of toilet paper, and towel.

As you raise them up with a clank together as Mama walks away and you look away point to the TV and your face, and towards Mama's, again, and you tip your cup for a drink. Take a large sip yourself as she tosses the TP and towel from the dryer and pantry. Set your cup down quickly by the baby catch it as he spits up in it as you're not looking then pick it up again real fast take a slimy drink losing another big mouthful of a real awful, cold, truly needed now cup of coffee.

Screeching, as you smile and tickle him wipe his mouth Get down in his face looking him in the eyes kiss him on the forehead as he smiles and you say, "You little crazy slimy trickster of a youngster, you got me again".

As you see, hear a few moments later a funny looking Huckleberry Hound dopey little dog cartoon the families all time favorite as the children snicker, and everyone there comes in the room just in time and laughs together. With our dog cocking her head slightly and barking with us. As our kitten Timid whacks at her ears stops again and chases her wagging tail, hysterically.

And I tell you if it is all I can do to cherish the freshness of these things, friend I will. I tell you I've already won.

My baby's laughter there in the highchair clapping with his superman bottle sitting in his diaper splashing away all over Him listening to Dave Matthew's' It's Not Easy To Be Me waving it in one hand as he shimmy's and rocks too and fro to the beat of the ambiance of the new day, yes, reminds me ... .

Our Oreo cookie looking kitten named pounce, playing alone today now there
in-the-rain. How everything from birth has remained so curious to him. His resilience as he laid there with her saying goodbye ... . As Gracie his sister just passed on, yesterday. So I feel fate brings us to this opportunity, gentle mercy, tender beauty, purest of goodness, when willing, everyday. Though even we do, or do not pray.

Like the perfect feel of those glorious tender kisses. Sweet caresses flying footballs bike riding scuffed up knees tender love and band aids humming-birds-humming. As-they-hover by the honey water feeders. The dog barking Pounce and Timid playing with their super bouncy ball bouncing around whimsically too and fro. The Mango Chicken Surprise chicken in the Set-It-and-Forget it rotisserie. Slippery wet feet legs flung up swinging arms and tossing shoes loud thunks of your older swimmer Son slipping coming in from His morning workout on the linoleum floor being just freshly mopped right bye the back door.

As Mama cries out ""sorry Son" the dog or cat peed and you yell too"" You alright", and he yells back frustrated "Whatever!" "This is a crazy family"! "I want out" Let me out"! And yes some other real good humor I cannot really hear right now, and as well yes I feel he is like Jim Carry and Robin Williams and a lot like me and my morning coffee.

"Still being drank all throughout whatever heat of the day."

Like the boxcar Children Daniel Boon and Nancy Drew being read to the little ones, Credence's' Have You Ever Seen the Rain, and Fleetwood Mack's Songbird, along with a little Fernando Ortega Nearer My God To Thee, the Braveheart theme along with Eric Clapton's Tears in Heaven God bless him and warm prayers for Him and his wife playing in the background to tuck us and all into bed in the evening.

As my wife and I and children laugh yes their smiles filling Her and me with joy riding high under the moonlight as the new soft evening breezes blowing away teary eyes... sniffling noses. The stars ascending high up in their joy I know rest even higher in their hearts. The Sun lying down in the sky auburn clouds rising up to be kissing it floating by as the many fowl fly touch down again only to climb to new heights to do it all again, the next day...

and as the Mantis does have the heart to pray and as gentle winds provide the earth just enough hope to blow the leaves each fall off the trees, shrubs pines and vines. Taken in by the light, as I think of the Sun... . As the little honey humble bumble be bumbles on by-here-along-beside-me... . The mere fact is even as I try I know, purple flowers ocean tides in-there-fullest of sway... and gravity - in the brevity as I write... and as though I may try... and can spin a yarn of lines, I guess, as they are far greater these things - being of God I cannot paint such beauty nor reality, truth... what goodness He radiates such as this, the very wonder of these-things.

Yes, these are His things I believe of the many, benignity... .

"And oh how I live to breathe this... ."

I wonder of Jesus as a child His precious temperament-of spirit but I truly cannot ever doubt it. Always reaching out still-tender-tending to-the helpless nature of His-Fathers flock of sheep-ever-aware-in-death-crying-out bless-them-Father they know not what they do.

Life God-builds it up-time wears-it down as it grows goes-along faith-securing the prayers-of-the lowly mantis-watching the-grasshoppers hopping-flying-by-side-by-side-sighing-under-the-patient homage of the Sun... . God's mercy abiding beholding upholding their spirit time the groundhog rummages-around-under the weeping willow the reflection of honor no-doubted-indebted to be their teacher.

Like the blue birds are blue kill dears run their troubles far away from-the-safety-of-the-nest just as always-venturing-soaring-higher-and-higher we are all but dust tossed around like leaves in the wind.

"And so because-bold winds-rave just-as with-leaves-love... redeems... ."

And as the snow falls-tell-tell time withers-us away life is the grand series the purest of the examples of this reaching-out to us reminding us always to pose any questions-that-may-be-strewn about-back-home-and along the way for-Him as we go for the greater rejoinder of a brighter-day, because even with their purpose they-just-can't quite-reach heaven exactly-why I feel-it's-that-the sky's-are-blue it's-true-too-often-pale-white-milky-shades-elucidated-lavender another kinder shade of poetic-grey.

Crickets chirping bellowing out frogs the rising Moon they've all seen the day lilies in the pond delighting themselves akin to their distant cousins in the fields. Sepia tone colors billowing-up clouds shown through cannot-barter-themselves-alone neither anymore... with-them-given-the finality proposition of their death... .

Like gentle rains-fall-peace I believe undivided-rides on the fringe of this promise as seen through the eyes of a child love shines down-grace-it-frolics elucidated-in-its innocence skipping boldly before the throne... .

Reverent-laughter its-jovial-musings mixing-simple-treasures-humble-pleasures-together with-their-merry songs, royalty-this golden moment-time delights-at its-acceptance echos carry their jest some fallen on-and-around-in-and in between their-foundation have been dug in deep-beneath; and with the guess work out of it hope-arriving-felicitous steps out of the shadows to the left-sliding-quietly over to the right, under the comfort of the shadow of the Fathers wing... .

"Yes to tell the truth whatever I deemed alone so-far-myself in my-lifetime to be-of-eminent-promise, quiet virtue — is but only a tale I fetched up to be my merry placate... yes gathered up from the ominous hollo of the wandering winds, told in the futility of my mind infinitely far-and-a-ways beyond the timelessness of their prudence, love... enchantment continuing grace; that which I would delight myself in the-hands-of today — and for-the-remainder of them... if were they to come to pass... ."

"For-them I would-not-barter a thing... but-offer-all-of-me again... and whatever pleasures brought-bought-and-sought after-from-then-on yes I pray it would assume a true peace, for everyone — instead-of-the-clutter wrought-mostly-of-my-own-confusion, and the certain-hell-it-has brought-me, and another, as a result — but still... given this fact I feel scars still-grow-old eventually growing over, given-the blessing of-time... life — the struggles toward an honest enlightenment through faith in Christ all leading to victory I believe today no-matter — the periodic lack-thereof... ."

"So I consider the experience of this hope as-the-promise-awaiting all-who would-will-moreover-to fight-to-breathe, God's mercy the breath of life being their release, forgiveness, their-humble-reprieve... ."

"Because captivating I think-yes, the-passion-of-a-promise left unfinished — alive... like the-fury-and-fortitude-of-a-raging-wind, and so it is felt and upheld forever-kept-open — such-it-is-I-feel-to-own-a-love, opportunity...

unending."

Be-it-to-death-or-the-journey-beyond, though prompt as time-presses-on so this hope will always remain.

"Abounding-of-all good things-peace-forever-carrying its sweet refrain...

and with eternities light shown down... you know I shudder-to think-not...

because where-have I gone-that the-ground has-not risen-up to-greet-me... and-peace-wasn't-found-eventually...

and at this moment where is it exactly I don't feel safe... through these things I know truth is always resurrected...

and yes through these propositions I'm sure... so very much more can be deliberated!"

"Yes-pain, grace; hope, freedom, time... chance; yes all-of-them varied-they come-in-many quieter-Grey pale shades... !

His, this-virtue; gentle; one-with-them-they dance-forevermore just-as-tenderly I believe... .

The journey towards home, yes quiet the tender longing, my soul, weary, inside inside-out in between outside all about;

given the struggle, attention... being and remaining always seemingly to be quiet-and quite the insidious, aspiration, perfection, whereas it would lie finally;

it stands-for-me-to be-yet-incomplete... yet and still forever-transfixed;

my peace, the simple fulfillment humble fruit, gentle blessing of this hope.

Such it is this journey for me, struggle... greatest-ambition... my joy full and overflowing in the day of its fruition.

Just like a diamond in the rough glistening-there-lying in the snowdrops; given the honest exclusions of my soul at-times covertly divided absent-growing-evermore-futile the original vision of it I feel now, request far more... !

Love I believe forever providing abiding beside the truth telling overtly of this — conjured up all the remnants of fallacies-as-they-are I've-come-to-see will always try to keep the heart mind in complete denial — as grace is the only hope as well I believe delighting thriving there amid the-space-between... .

For all of us, mercy, these simple treasures are-what I pray do-remain, I mean imagine if it were the-day-that-they-wouldn't-care-to-be — oh I know yes the quiet-separation, perfect longing, confusion-within — oh-God yes Heaven-forbid... !

I mean brogue-down beaten up-chartreuse black purple handed down to me my face... grappling-I'm not yet crippled my soul lay opened amenable amendable-willing-now-desiring only for this one-conviction the charity of-your Mercy... .

Touched by this I was also though back in the day though nary I know the way it went my joy it left me in my hate... .

Consumed I became like an angry wind by someone something else, but I too believe as well and consider it today to be ultimately by the allowance of the merciful outstretched hand of God... .. duly abiding-by-His-word, in-Faith...

and so I offer this one exclamation to Him hoping for nothing greater or less than this result as I say for-another-time; "Okay God, you have my attention now, I am listening... !"

Time bold presses on... .

Bartering two times one time three times more; four times a sailor,

given this I've given nothing, just about taken everything hope lost crying-dying perfection where is it, except dwelling transfixed, what is it that I carry now friend... ?

Nothing for you, time, it run out on me... left me with the baggage, all that I own,

I didn't accept you give you feared you wouldn't couldn't submit to your patient hand offer you my heart... !

The ground it comes up fast, rushing raging-time tick tock tick tick tick tock, tick.

Knowing nothing from nowhere time like fly's on the wall it here's everything, sees... .

Good-is God evolving-freely with-us-openly vibrantly... .

Two times one time three times more; four times a sailor... .

Jaime, addicted;

robbing stealing-from no-one only; ultimately from-her self... running, funning around throwing her very life away...

beauty the word could never do her justice, running that same game every day, and-night... .

It was the sixth day already of no sleep-for her when I met her, found her.

So often a different Bo moneys good-sometimes real good, running that same old trick... .

So is the crack I hope for her sake her child's... her husband's heart; probably aching, because I believe he's still honest enough to treat her nice.

For just over three-hundred dollars I allowed-her to-take-me-too...

and sadly, you know the-next time-you can bet-she won't be-open either, and that her shame-compounded; left-alone within-her it-won't save her... because-she doesn't know...

quietly... her-tears have-been buried-their scars-have all but-grown-over... .

In-the-moonlight from here-echos carry-far... Grace lays beside innocence amid the shadows of love the measure of its hope, tranquillity, delivered.

With a tender terry to-and-fro-amid the murky acceptance of the open streams, dancing vibrantly humble weeds-can be-found rolling around in abandon toppling about-again-and-again-up-under them then-and-again amid-the-forbidding mid the ambling waters off the shores in lieu of the gentle undertow reflecting-of-their-brilliant-pastel-colored-luminescence — shining boldly in their naked dance coming to land softly then... and-again — each upon the mighty shores of the delta. And as they catch her eyes my youngster her passions. Tender-as she is as she eyes them there their velvet petals crimson her love grows sheltered between the bosom of the light. As she kneels down, reaches out between the wind, and-thorn... to pick up their essence her quiet ladies their beauty blooming.

Shadows scurry away, run... morning Sun wakes the dawn. Grateful eyes see, remember.

Removed, bygone buried dead already I am... yes. No not bitter because grateful if the truth be known, a willing man I am today. Wishing only to abide in peace with no regrets. Because yes friend, found I have in the place of my bitterness, regret, today.

No, you know I know I haven't any room for this. Praying to be as I was born but-one open soul my one driving ambition being, to be as complete. Absent of the motive of self ready openly willing to be emptied recreated filled to-overflowing standing in the repose of His peaceful pardon. This promise remains to be plenty for me enough. Asked God I did, for this. Trust Him now I do. Honorable He is faithful, wiped my sin away He did... sealed it, with a kiss.

And now given-to me this, God's illustrious heart extended for me held up high! His love has come, brought me to my knees... kept me. Echoes carry wanting only to raise lonely ghosts of the past. His love has become my only reprieve. No kinder thought is there to wake the morning. Carry onward with me, through the twilight-with-Him... fall asleep to in peace. ~

Benignity... what is benignity?

So defined for me myself it is my zest I-know now for God and life today.

Yes... because I believe when roads two cross one another the ground there is always common, one running parallel with the other.

At least I feel it is then supposed to be no matter what the fret is, drama or condition or whatever else throughout the day may occur or wherever each may journey.

Illustrious, yes I am far from this, I am only but a vessel hoping against all-hope to be filled with a faith such as this.

So-God-if-it-be-for-Your-Glory-let it be-said in the way I lived, dreamed and would die, as my-prayer would inspire another, with-this attitude, "as-merely as I was created-with an open heart, I was perfected"... .

Oh of You Lord royalty heavens light lies down beside you, peace, consumes... and still I do not know as of yet the truest brilliance, purest of reasoning yes perfect majesty, always looking out for me. Though I do I live the appearance my life-as a sinner. Who is this, what love is this? Surely friend, this is the honest culmination, of bliss. As blessings rain down over me... . As I lie back amid the abyss of this... desiring no other... .

Jesus I can only pray what You would see instilled in me... . My desire for humility. Broken by this bitter heart of shame unworthy of greater days... to die would be for me my passion to live for this, an opportunity to have You use me, apart from my arrogance. Oh for that I would live solely for this day. To share this with You. I pray that when you look on me, let it be You see my desire... for peace... and so... so as-I-know I hold in my hands the power to destroy. I know-as well-willows-themselves-too-will-weep... . Lions will protect-eagles-will-soar-higher-and-higher, widows-will-cry, all for their own and for the good of their pride. Gentle songs... greetings of love-greener acres-simple-messages of peace yes the church the whole quire the world working together is the venue, orchestra - the song sung to His angels for the greater blessing of the Lord sitting down looking, watching all of us from His thrown in Heaven - exulted-on His-Mighty-Hill on high --

"And as I will to know God"...

if I truly look I find I've-really only ever known His love for me to be one open and genuine, no-more, or-less than-heavenly... unlike me... . The-sun-rising-growing-high-evolving-in the tender emotion of-the-day, fresh-honey-dew-growing-wild-shimmering-there-laying on the new blue-morning grasses reminds-me, as-I-reminisce. Cookies fall with Him always landing where they will and so time will forever tell the story... . Like the sweetness of the smell of the honeysuckle swaying in the warm summer breeze, His love I seek it as though I were dying... . Because merciful I know as gentle winds amble along from the humble folds of His hands... my soul... depends-upon it... . And so, I can fall asleep ... knowing that in His heart tonight, my-heart-being-surrendered to-Him, tether tide, I'll always be protected, as I drift away to Him as I lay my head down safe and secure... amid the eternal light shining down on me from that Mighty Hill... in Heaven --

Of struggle, prudent-sacrifice and triumph funny how things always remain. The colors of America blend-fading into-Hot Summers -- High Noons' of Virtue... Grace -- back rooms sweaty barber shops they first bellowed out the melodies carrying Americas tunes, Bluegrass; Jazz-good old-Swing-time-Folk that-Rock and-Roll... the Blues. They drift now from junkie old garages the subtle basements of today; yes some things I hope always remain, stay the same, albeit because this country I could not call as much a home... because what is the latter of both its struggle and triumph, if it's not its sacrifice for this being captured merely in the beauty of a song... "Because I believe now... am being-shown; "The plague of the heart is the-very... buried-yes-the-very-truth/proof of Hates indifference, blind tendentiousness keeping it well pruned; feeding its root."

The eyes spilling over opening up the gateway-lips murmuring their passion, the heart the guide knows the higher the mountain, longer is the journey to own peace with a soul full, filled of denial; yes greater is the struggle home. Grace the compass, faith-hope-the-weight of the truth fixating forevermore the pointer... . Love the emotion, time the honest jester ultimate, relevant are they, their fledgling desire leading the weary soul moreover into their own, overt their joy skipping elated... .

"God's real, I didn't pass myself out of my own bottom, did-you... ?" Though-still well I'm weary, still Morning's, Blue Day's Dawning; Time; befriends me, again... ?" "Still-the Latter-Claim Remains... "Love; Redeems... !"" Indifference plagues the heart.

'Peace-is not fleeting -- in-the-offering Gods Love-is-abounding."" ""Love-indemnifies, upholds offers secures carries but one condition, remain Open... ." "Humbling-Abode dried-up driftwood-pebble's smooth; blessings, albeit the mark
treasure of-Love Grace-soft-Breezes carry; no duress... .""

Yes, I tell you as I can still dream every-day... I-dream-of-Christmas. Clouds lay back as they rise, and fall puff up-and billow-all-in-illustrious-efforts-to greet-the Sun... , and-as I lay-back I admire-them-and as I see their-rising as they grow-fuller in the distance they puff up higher and higher above the willows. As a light-breeze picks up the leaves on the trees as they sway together in their dance. And so I lay out my hand catch a tumbling leaf by chance. "Knowing nothing of love grace or mercy, peace. The leaf now represents for me my gift, of these greater things I give and so I say-my life now all of it... is all but nothing, or-it-is-a-joyous-opportunity."

"Kill them with the virtues' of kindness" my Father always said. Arrogance is the belittlement, empty lie... the stinking meat-pie-left-unheated and alone in the practical-wisdom-of-the-stove. The sometimes deadly and ambitious-quest for an-easier-day-runaway-out-of-control-street-car-broken down mind trap-flimsy cardboard shelter of the-ages, opportunistic, like the sea gulls singing-sailing along riding away between-the very-weight of-bullets-in-lieu of-the sting... raving against the raging winds."

Tender tales tall tell timely in earnest the fervency... divinity relevancy, reality of the story. Stars shine bright cast their beauty liberally, sheen's of glassy rays of overt light sparkle freely in their delight. Under the moon laughter... fills the night. Swallows in their benignity... wade about puff up full and billow... shadow's in their whimsy way, cast their welcoming in the warming, as the weeping tree weeps tears full as cool pool shallows of crystal rock and alabaster sands promote their gentle fondness upon the pond floor. Kindred the swallows in their promise, beauty-benignity... in-the moonlight they are one with love, and running felicitous... touched by the union follows closely the dove... . Divinity-has found a home.

Liberty residing evolving evermore-abounding well beside desire. The heart makes haste. Peace stakes its claim in faith, in the Son's glorious arrival, abandon, absolution, return. Cast about in the gesture, blowing free in the ease of the wind growing abundantly like the humming bird sipping on wild honey dribbling off the bees nests fresh in the rising Summer Sun... .

Splashing onto dew drops glistening as you know they always do lying upon lilac flower petals, dandelions growing even more elaborate carried along with the blueberry cakes popcorn soda I've just consumed... . Yes mid the dance of the weeds love, is a gift, of life. Given perfect union, form, fashioning, purpose. Advancing onward outward-upward throughout all within all around us surrounding us as it grows, and hearing the sweetness of its cry. All in flight... birds-come fluff up billow grow full make their refuge-mid His wake... ! God's Joy, illustrious welcome lay anew under the sky's elucidated everywhere and there, peace, is here... every way and lea way dancing in and between the light, and as for now... time lye still... . Is thrown about and back again, time and again everywhere asunder, and I-feel truly he's saying to all of us... as again he states this to me...

"Take the time... friend... "Hold on"". I've got you... . Everything... will be all right... !

Such are these days floating along the Nantucket, picture frames of days gone by
forever sublime in my minds eye, reflected upon from time to time, and oh so you know how I've lived to breathe this, truly what an-honor, this sweet grace... perfect a righteous gift it is. The day waiting patiently in the morning, coffee in hand moccasin slippers. Waking up to it the gentle waterfall awaiting me cascading into a shimmering crystal still fresh rippling, gently churning pool of dreams.

The many wonders of an alliterate life... ."

As harmony, hope-and-happiness all the joy that love can bring. Lilac flowers swaying away to and fro as the gentle breezes whisper quietly over them caressing them casting themselves-off-farther-and-farther-aloft a ways-up-higher-down-lower-and-within-them leaning them side-to-side-then-again across the growing cascade of the meadows rising up to greet the ascending hills... . Humming-birds-darting through the sky rising-up-falling-coming down-again-promenading crisscrossing around-and-around one another hovering together... . Suckling on the maple-sap. Soft tender wings young hands blue-bonnet butterfly's-fumbling around fluttering bobbling-and-dancing about the dandelion patches. Tasty buttery pollen-pockets stuck to their tongue. Humble honey bumble bees with their tiny little pouches overflowing with this same sweet nectar-of life bumbling-on-by-beside-me... . And as I see it... the Moon rising high over the mantis — tonight... I find myself praying — oh if only my struggle for peace were as open, and my freedom as certain... . Where then could my hatred burden... ?

I mean I am the true meaning I feel of a tiered heart the open actions of a sinner, God be Him as I believe undoubtedly I know He is; I pray He grant me mercy.

Though time may further wither-placate beholden may His grace bring me the merry day I fall laying broken before His goodness. Shadows they play mid the Sun's subtle-and-ominous tones, freedom telling tells always of-more time... whether it be mordent, or by future tense that lay still dormant.

Haven't any moneys to think of I could steel buy or borrow, leaving-someday-maybe-today... remembering time a treasure pleasure of the past present always possible-future — but open I am, though time my greatest teacher — is killing this pupil.

Breathing... breathtaking to be sure it is a chore itself... it takes-time. Round and round a throw down in and out tic tock goes the clock knock it down drag it out though it may be a crucial and bloody, treacherous seemingly listless brutal... bruising, got beaten up again lowdown hoedown gasping for air sometimes-discouraging kind of a thing. Still so it gets up early raring to go, continues fighting... with mercy in hand forgiveness taken into the battle with it, it can't be-lost. Can't be lost.

Precious-tears-offered in-faith... fall, God-catches them places them, within His Soul's Heavenly-Amphora, and with a sway of His Mighty Hand, plucks-up His eminent-Knowledge-honed by Holy Quill.

Upright-and looking strait into His vision for us of the new day. Offers the many consummate opportunities riding high on the fringe of His promise, granted in welcome. Painting a Holy Journey, evolving amid a certain solace and freedom. Moving on into veracious days with Him lasting on forever. Exiting beyond higher lofts of earthly skies and rolling lands advancing in humble reverence descending down from the openness of the Heavens. Rewriting yet again; another-story in person for each individual. Yes for all life; far-greater and-even-greater still... than the others gone before.

Carrying within it... the treasures revealed of Him strewn about found soaring aloft the reality of Him granted and awakened devout of their surrender. Whispering, of the latter days grateful for the many gone by.

As tender kisses resinating from-His heart of-mercy, grace-the folds-every-nook-and-cranny-of the-lands. The-fullness-of His-consciousness-the very-presence-of His-greater-hope... has-placed-its-sweetness-rising-up-in its-essence. Within-lowly-laying-effervescent; droplets-glistening-in the-light, of His-joyous-rejoinder. Given for all; in love. Carried-in the-honest-taste... the-freshness... of the precious morning-dew, and-in its-innocence; truth e'er-aware and-seeing this-and being-fond of-His-presence thriving-within-the-relative-ease and-dancing amid-the peace emanating-from the-perfect-fruition-of His-love.

moves-to-cherish too, the-pureness... of-the-union... .

While rising, in-a blaze-of His-Glory; from the ashes of the past. A new-day budding in the-wake of-its-freedom. Amid royal fields-growing-still-fragrant more brilliant elaborate; of lavender. Has felt the-pleasure of-His passion too, and-given the true-warmth and goodness-He has-always been-open to provide.

Pausing-amid this beauty seen still rising in-spite-of-this out-of-the-ashes-of-the-hate of the days of our past...

His-love remains, abides-for-us.

Why not-we-too all-move, to-look-to-cherish this like the-innocent in their freedom... are-always striving, to-do?

~ "So yes, again, I desire as it is still-my quiet-longing as it is as well I believe my right to be as honest, yes to lust for it together with you from here to here on after, for Peace; and as I do-as you do too I would presume — if you are able to look yourself to know it in the eyes of one another to be a certain struggle that is all-together one in the same — you'll see it too whether today you can bring yourself to fully conceive-it or-not... ." "Yes today I can find no difference, except for on what that given day may be... or bring." "Because the more the merrier I used to say, spend spend spend spent, not to worry there's another paycheck on the way; but there's never enough when you truly want it or need I often-think... ! "Because just as derelict I am as-much-fruitless from time to time as it is righteous, because moneys will-come-as-they go, it's Okay though, truly don't mind that-it-came from-the-broken, and always-tired-back, yes this-simple and-ever driven-soul-that-I-bare; can dare;and so when I digress today I just move-to-terry... . Round and round and round we go again today whether working with a hangover or gritting my teeth with my worried mind watching the clock tick tock-tick ticking-away-towards quitting-time, and a brighter hour; yes another happy hour... !"

"Love; Exults-Eternally, Universal Peace... and so I say Love-in His Benignity - recuses all-and Perfect-and Servant; in Their Fervent Manner; Integrity, Receptivity-and Amenability - Illustrious and-Moreover Devoted-in Their richness--breed Thy Greater influence of Peace throughout the years - sanctifying themselves forever in their innocence; becoming the-fortunate prize... an altruistic offering, Humble-Sacrifice; given For All to Embrace Through Faith... a Certain Repose - and everlasting Liberty. While-Clemency - oh Thy Generous Clemency - Emancipates-knavery's tomfoolery... and suggested to me; and so-granted as a Wonderful Opportunity... Grace, Is The Universal Proposition Dancing-Through Time Hand In Hand Within The Arms of Love--Relishing In The Promotion of His Deliverance - and so I say, when this Hope of My Days Reprieve-has come to pass; beckon me on-to know this-simple delight - and hold me in Thy Loving Keep - yes bring me Thine Heavenly Kite-to greet me - secure me there and lay me down then-under the assurance; and gentle comfort of her wings - Yes Raise Me Up, and Hear Me oh Lord in My Plea I-Pray. Oh Liberate Me - carry my soul off with Her to Thee--let Thy Love shower-down--over me - so I may embrace for-myself, again - Thine-Tender Arms; Of Mercy... ?" ~

"Because-I-can see--as-of now; am being shown - The-Love-of-The-Father-His-Song has-strummed His Resound--my-heart-opening-crying within--and-so as-it is-with Him so-as well-it is well-with-me-because Now-for-me--Bliss yes; now--is-not--a-fleeting thought-once this; His-Hope--has-realized-Its-Promise, danced-with-Him-for but-if-only a
moment, within-the-Innocent-Heart-of a Happy-Child... !" ~You-know about-a teaspoon-it takes-me in the morning-coffee-that-is.

Cream more, sugar, a little-less, though truly I still do prefer my cup fresh brewed... its superb when piping hot you know it sure is tasty.

True love is unconditional and being a big old grump-myself-sometimes. Yes a big old grizzly... without my coffee its the treasure for-me so-very-hard-to-come by-in this world, today." Like the sweet sound of breaking the-natural freedom-of rhyme, and the certain-reverence stirring in-the-spirit of a home that-lives only for this, one pure reason."

Seen now-and-viewed in-the likeness-of the-orange and red-brown and yellow-of-a-joyous-leaf... . Blowing-free-in-the-ease of the wind, and knowing-the-sound of a new hope rising-to-greet-the greener grasses, thriving-amid-the-perfect-beauty growing in-plain view of-the other side of-the morning. Stirring-in-the-depths-of-your-heart and the-well, of-your soul... riding-high-atop the puffy-white-clouds-above, billowing-up to
greet the light of Heaven.

Yes-those temperate... and ever wonderful-things... . Like the-birds chirping fondly and the-gentle sounds of my toddlers' laughter, and-slippery wet little kisses... given-by-the-lips-of-an angel. As you-hear-a violent-shouting wake-up, wake-up-and-a-rap-tap-tapping, on heavens-bedroom-door. As then your awakened again... . Get up step-up onto-a-buzzer toy. Slip-stumble to the challenge of-not-spilling the-coffee, and-you-dance once-more with your lovely daughter-in-the-kitchen. In-front-of-your-wife's-Mother-and-hers, sweet-Grandmothers-picture... . Hanging humbly on the wall as you tip your daughter again extending-yourself as you always do each morning to straiten it. As-you fumble about teetering holding on to her on the edge of your feet as she smiles at you as-you-spill-it-and-yell-oh-no-tenderly-and you-ask-the-wife if-she could grab the morning paper.

Yes that freaky tone of a squeaky wet balloon, and the ongoing run of happy little giggles... Rising to new heights in the pool underneath the Summer Sun... As your young son splashes chlorine water in your face and cup...

"And so is love the prize in all its authenticity. A true and raw emotion... Boldly running, and wildly shouting! Hey! Those certain conditions and ultimatums are just fine, but don't you dare take my morning coffee!"

Yes, I tell you as I can still dream every-day... I-dream-of-Christmas.

Clouds lay back as they rise, and fall puff up-and billow-all-in-illustrious-efforts-to greet-the Sun...

And-as I lay-back I admire-them-and as I see their-rising as they grow-fuller in the distance they puff up higher and higher above the willows. As a light-breeze picks up the leaves on the trees as they sway together in their dance. And so I lay out my hand catch a tumbling leaf by chance.

"Knowing nothing of love grace or mercy, peace. The leaf now represents for me my gift, of these greater things I give and so I say-my life now all of it... is all but nothing, or-it-is-a-joyous-opportunity."

Searching through those IM's e-mails trickle-trickle-hiss-bubble-pop-pop love-is-groovy you bet man red lights hot lights an honor yes-I feel they're all an-honest testament that hollowed ground is sacred... . Illuminating one and another their shadows dandling-along-a-part-of-the-simple-collection-of-rain-puddles offering-their-jest, and from the beginning you-know-I-believe they all exist as one light dancing together-until the very end. Because as they vary; pale shades of poetic grey, they carry for me of feeling but one of two tones

jocularity;

bitterness... .

Those-generous hands-of love-God-always willing-offering all-of-usmore time whittling-yes-tip-tap-tap-tap-tapping-whittling-whittle-whittle... .

"There is no advantage-greater than God's love. Peace joy hope and faith abide under His-wing, time rejoices sings this sweet-refrain Love patient, remains-open "Impatience is the-heart/mind soul-divided." Love knows no-division, an-open decision, adversity matters-not love seizes the-opportunity. God's-heart an open-
playground. The-world His-grand-churchyard."Empowered-are those- who-know this, remain-willing, live to show-this-be honest with-themselves. They know, peace is not fleeting. To love is to be free, in the-offering love, is abounding.

"Here and now... the chance... !(?)""

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~ Tides Revel in Their Rise ~

As I know God's passion for an abiding verity, liberates...

And knowing this as well that knowledge realizes for itself
having only a feeble grasp, on the truth, and a limited power...
and wisdom...

And being honest with itself in and through this reality -
seeing that in the grander scheme of things, through God,
it truly in reality for itself doesn't know anything, of anything;

And being humbled by this and open to something greater,
it is made willing and able to learn,
the certain prospects and broader aspect of a truth that means everything.

And as it is His given us, then ours to give His forgiveness,
it is the fruit of His clemency...
as it emancipates all of our knavery, in its tomfoolery... .

And so just like everyone I believe,
living like this I fight with this and these principals
and my faithfulness, to Him and the pureness of His love,
every day upon awakening, more... or less.

Even though yes still I know,
given my only chance through Him for perfect innocence,
with my blaring frailties, at present killing any probable future
rising-from-within-me... .

Still reeling from my shortcomings,
usually that are always arising from-within me from the-ashes of-the-past.

Seeing this now, I still,
being blinded by them I find I am still frightfully often fighting Him and this,
and these facts.

And knowing myself and knowing no other viable future, without Him.

His love, exults for me, all of us I believe,
a true, permanent and abundant freedom and universal peace, and liberty.

And remaining honorable, adhering to this principal,
I believe it awaits openly, rising up each moment to greet Him... .

Is always hopeful and willingly revels in His patient coaxing
of all of us to try and be as open in all we do as well individually.

Wanting... just like Him, in all honesty... only the best for another and ourselves.

Believing, along with me as I am realizing now myself,
that His grace, always provides for everyone the same opportunity.

And as it moves freely,
it sets aside the veritable... and inevitable,
and so I feel grace abides in the overt nature of love.

Finding its refuge in the eminent fortune, of even more beautiful things to come.

Because I am finding that to love, is to be free.

Yes to love completely is to cherish the innocence within... and abounding,
through embracing God, myself, another,
the veritable nature of this His world fully,
at its and-mine all of ours our most vulnerable.

And so I know that through my schooling, and Him.

Like me... now,
I believe having no other choice tides are surrendered themselves,
to the greater gravity of the Sun.

And so still I know as well
rising up honoring him us all of this world,
to them scrubbing the shorelines, blessing the life therein,
through this process they are graciously cleans themselves.

As in turn they are washed out to Sea, again blessing all the life within
as they again are brought to rise back up through Him to greet them
behind the combined pull and timely rotation of it and the Earth
on the enchanting nature of the Moon.

All for perfect reason.

So knowing true love I feel is to accept its hand,
and dance felicitously mid the tenderness of its reflection.

Because what is more important to have?

"Feeling-safe"... knowing a "Perfect"
conditional faith and love, mercy... ?

Or owning the beauty of an unconditional unity with God,
abiding in peace with one another, the world around us,
one that existing through His goodness,
I believe now is already and in always, through Him, abounding within,
and consistently surrounding all of us... ?

I mean if you would, look around, and within yourself... .

Because I have found whether rising up
or drifting outward... like myself I often do,
we are all like the tides,
each in the end running towards or away from God,
everywhere we are, in some way at some given time,
given whatever the matter, or eventuality.

And as I feel it is as it should be... .

I will to know God, and to live a righteous life,
and so God willing, with this attitude in action...
hoping to never again be apart from Him,
I believe I'll be taken again back home to Him... .

Even whether I am of the understanding of this or not.

So given these facts, I know now, what my choice is to be.

It is so clear to me... .

Like the tides...
through Him I must be Honest... with myself,
Open to Him... and Willing to ask,
yes allow myself room for His forgiveness,
and wash my hands of any and all past present and future frailties,
then continue to revel with Him,
as He brings my spirit within my body, to rise.

Until the day given His faithfulness...
love and mercy my body quite simply, cannot... .

Not unless given the inevitable beauty,
the nature of His Sovereignty,
He chooses one day to lift it Himself.

Because I know too... "as I desire to live and love,
have faith and to be loved, embrace His mercy... fully,
my desire, is the simple aspiration of Gods' same longing for this... ."

And having been awakened this morning again... .

Truly, though I may try,
as the Sun rises and sets, upon the day,
God's love and faithfulness, mercy...
in all of its honor and beauty - asking me to rise myself
and revel with Him and you in this glorious opportunity.

Having been made aware of this, the perfect beauty of His grace,
this today I cannot, no I will not myself...
with all that is within me,

deny Him...

again... .

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Soar Far and Beyond ~

Soaring higher,
inspiring-and-bold;
far beyond-the-normal,
a true originality stands
alone, lives Honestly boldly,
Openly-Willingly, remains-
connected, centered-
and-free, is confined-
never-within-itself,
looks for a perfect
home amid the mix
revealing for all-the-
goodness frosting-
the-butter cake-
welcomes the-
test-of-time,
stays-at-
home-within-
the-heart-of-what-
is-real; challenges-
only itself offers its hope-
to another to live a life; as
irrefutable.

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Some, They Never Wake... .

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~ If I were to have my way, the welcome of-those
bygone days, then I'd be sure they would know. ~

~ My hopes the fairest dreams of all, were all I wanted to
share - the ones held so dear that I couldn't let go of for
anyone - but them. ~

~ As plane rides come to mind jet setting daily qualms God's
buried grace the quiet suicides, was all that came of those-days,
and because I have come to find, parachutes are an option-not
only for those that are living... but are expressly offered for the
worn walking alone and weary within themselves already reeling
from their regrets. ~

~ And so it is I believe God being the catalyst for my life, a show-
of His greater eminence and Sovereignty; ... ... mercy... . ~

~ Because I too exist myself in a free fall over this valley of the-
dead. And-so it has become for me my own personal, peculiar-
quirk of twisted providence, the evidence of my fate that all
circles are not the same or brand entirely, nor an entity-
within themselves... completely whole. Because my-
experience has shown that they too, given
the-proper-vexing, like me ...

can be broken ... . ~
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Simple
they always
come opportunities;
but they bewail me
now, because time
and again; I took
them for granted;
their fervency,
their life... .

The winds blow
rain falls sniffling
hands are cold,
groaning now
throat hurts,
coughing...
my tears
they fall;

I wonder if
they would be
counted still, if I die,

I pray I would have learned,
for myself; and another, given
whatever the matter,

"Some say the effort's-not-entirely worth-
it, another without dies just-as harsh;

frigid-as the-Winter... .

Others bide the time apart not to rock the boat,
as it-were, is, as-of now,

for still so-many more... .

Food or not, the warmth of a humble-abode, though
hungry, cold, tiered STILL I PRAY Gods Grace-May it-
always be there just in-Time rise for you yet-again
may it remain-to be-your shelter, when you-wake
the-Morning. Yes, friend I pray you'd-foster this
blessing, well... . My-Hope it's Welcome, as it-
has remained-for me-may-it not be-forgotten
of-you; regardless; because-as it-were today-
some, this-Sunny Morning, they-never woke
up, friend-yes just-as it-has always-been... ?"

~ If ~ were I
to die today,

there is nothing
that I would rather
have more of in my
heart; than that
of the Lords
Forgiveness,

and ~ if ~ this
Christmas,
through His
Mercy, I were
to have the
opportunity to
live again today, a
more fulfilling life;
then there is nothing this season, that I would want to share more
of with another, Than the Healing Power, of His Saving Grace, and ~ if ~
through His Goodness, I were to have it all today. I would want nothing
less than this, an abundance of His Love, and the Character of His Compassion,
as I would want it to remain to be as well for all one everlasting...

The Perpetuation of His Peace, and ~ if ~ were there to be anything I could give
for Him and give for another...

I tell you that ~ if ~ I had my way. ((( " I would just have to give, ))) Yes, just
give it all away, and so in the event of this my souls submission; ~ If ~ when to
be shown the Goodness, of God's Mercy, Forgiveness, and Grace. I were to have,
through the promise of His perfect gift, of this, His wondrous Favor, these ever pertinent and ever so invaluable treasures, placed in my care and protection,

then through this acknowledgment and ever greater honor, and through
the virtue sown by the way of their life sustaining power...

then upon the
awakening of this
slumbering hearts
souls admission...

as an honest
extension of
my love and
gratitude and
faith in Him,

with great joy,
I would be so
compelled to
never move to
burry them, again,

as moreover and so
moved would I be, to
bestow them in their
truest nature and always
by the way of the way they
were given to me, as openly,
and as freely, and for the better
good, of His Glory, and forever and
for the souls security of another.

So as well they would come to know,
and be opened by Him, and be shown
for themselves. The very fervor to be
found in the pleasure, and company,

of His Peace. ~

~ "Principal-Conditioning--Sown--wrought-throughout-for-all-surrendered-of-God-for His-Own-all-things-are in all-ways; Abiding... Provided-the-Offering--is-Abounding Yes Greater-The-Bounty-entrusted-Love-Eternal--Evolving; moreover-even--always leading the-soul-even-more-so--to-be Honest--be-even--yes--and-even-evermore; Open; Willing - yes-to-pray-is-to-Love-forevermore; even-furthermore; remain-Faithful Principal-Regard; remaining-Unconditional,"

"Shadows cover the bullet by half. Father buck scavenges berries. Offspring of His fathers faith. Man waits high in the larch. Cumbersome stomach. Rifle prepared. Trustworthy. Patient. Time. Dead leafs scatter aloft the breezes. Love is an opportunity. Time shared is never waited. Open minds willing know. Death follows us all. Hope cries out loud. "Share it all!" "Horde not." "Love!" Mollycoddle propitious... Hope. Dandling on-by-bygone days. Moments--patient; e'er, offer. Ne'er-mere, memories. Hearts'; felicitous... ! Eolian... ! Brooks-babble. Rejoice. Pray.

~ Risen Through His Eyes ~

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"Wonton Journey...
our-defense; naked--
desire; forever evolving;
Eternal repose--dandled;
joyous,

within...

withheld-ne'er...
surrender's... e'er--
abounding,

reviving,
abiding...

upheld-Yes All-Creation--Unified...

our completion-contemplations tendered
Within The Soul--of-God...

"Yes-in; within and-through us, wanton, wishing,

"Praying... !" -

"What it means to me; today, His-provision, procession--
Grace...

evidence;

"Risen, in-Our Eyes... May-it be-always afforded-us the-opportunity;
His Mercy... !""

"Oh-good God--gee willers - soiled-solid-now-so-my-soul-hand
slighted--myself--lest running-deeper-I dance--amuck-The-
Marrow -

Love, Eminent - Gods Tender-Heart...

Mercy - though-low--still Chivalry, Charity-their
Divinity I see-His Grace--Son--now... Risen in-
His-Eyes -

"Revolving-'round the-Sun...

riding-down... !" -

Hues of Virtue, Qualify - Time-His Holiness-
All His-Creation... Forever... Edified... !""

~ Revealed to me through My acknowledgment of ~ Christ Jesus, ~ and Granted Through His Peaceful Ambition For Me, and the Certainty of His Love, For All... ~

"I have come that they may have life, and that they may have it more abundantly."
John 10:10 (New King James Version)

Wing-Swat-Swap-Sing-Zip-Smack-Slip-Slide-Slip-Slide-Swish-Hiss My-Soul-Cry's-Out, It-Is-Bliss... .

My-sins-cast-away set-out-aloof-the-nature, of-God's-humble-waters... surrendered to-Him... as-a-prayer... carried-away-upon-the-wind... .

Hear-them-whisper... ?

Wing-swat-swap-sing-zip-smack slip-slip slide-slip slip-slip slip-slide-swish-hiss-my-soul-cry's-out, it-is-bliss... !

Knowing-time forever-skips-along in-the shadows-of His-goodness, mercy, bidding ... choice, wisdom... voice... of-His-freedom... joy, of His forgiveness... .

The-opportunity-being-always-there-His-grace-proving everyone each, in-the-beauty-of-their-innocence, the-perfect truth reflection of-their-influence, beyond-the-shadows of-their-recourse... .

Ripples-filling-the-day-I-see-sailing-away-clouds-roll-on-by-up, high-amid floating-above-me, under-heavenly-sky's-barter-with-Him-this-I did... .

Wing... swat-swap-sing-zip-smack slip-slip slide-slip-slip-slips-slide-slip-slide-swish-hiss... the-soul-cry's-out, it-is-bliss it-is-bliss... !

Yes-I-know-having spread them around-myself-slapping-it-away-from-me, His-open-hand-of-peace.

Oh-to-still-have-been-blessed-by-Him-being-certain-now-brought-to-know this... !

Forevermore echoes, yes-endless-devotions-of-His-love crying out to me... have-come... to-welcome, enlighten... embrace... enchant... secure-me... !

Wing... swat-swap-sing-zip-smack-slip-slip-slide-slip-slip-slip-slip slip slide slip-slide swish-hiss the-soul-cry's-out-again... and-again, and again... and-again, and again, it-is-bliss... !

Yes-friend... !

I know... with-my-open-hand-today, being-made-willing-casting-my-laden-soul, away off-to-Him, it-is-for-me-quite-simply, the-most precious, ((and-perfect)), ((((gift))))... !

Yes... no-truer... !

((((Bliss))))... !

... SO-will I Never Walk Alone ~ -

"True abhorrence and blind tendentiousness, devoid of conscience strive only to nullify freedoms' humble cry-for-peace". Love, patient, proven; the memory of God's surrender, tested lay in question. Mercy receives no rejoinder for her desire, unholy banter, rules the day. Forgiveness, proper and forthright, in-your-hands-I-place-certain this hope. Help me... lift me up... secure me...

"They rip and tare, at the fabric of my being, breaking-into-the-cradle-of-my-beliefs,
shouting, "where is your master, he has left you, why do you still hold on?" "And I say to them,

"I believe-that-my-faith-and-I, walk-hand-in-hand-with Jesus, my deliverer.

So therefore...

will-I-never-

walk-alone".

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... and-so;
my soul leapt-
thinking... Peace,
Love and Freedom
are a Blessing;

Drifting off to sleep
realizing Hope, is
everything...
extra... !

"This-writing, is
all-written; lived
in-theory its pursuit-
of a Universal--Discerning...
Abiding-Wisdom, alone, if not
able to be applied for myself;
with-another... " -

"I'm curious-too... together, how-
just and in-what better ways-We'll-
All-Influence the continuance-of
the-consciousness; of-the work... "
journey -

"Because still-I'm finding-though-at times
rather difficult - "The-Challenge" "Life truly
is good... !"" - "Bartering-nothing... " - "Offering--

everything... !"" -

"A Concept Poem" "Part of a Unity Form of Works... "Open for active interpretation... participation, as well-help in-continued creation... .""

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~ "I believe true
humility is innocent,
~~~~ and free; ~~~~

evolving through
life continually
aspiring before-
God-and-man to
move in gratitude;

and being heavenly,
and gracious, tenderly
~~~~~~~ aware; ~~~~~~~

it is always surrendering
itself to the opportunity

remaining-unconditionally-
faithful-to-this principal;
and overtly-willing-to
abide in peace and
unity with-the-
world-around-
it; thereby

being recreated; itself ...
before the brevity of
it's days given-
~ whatever, ~
the-limitation;
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or-matter". ~

~ Though reeling ~
~ amid the hour ~
~ of my dolor, I ~
~ still could not ~
~ concur with ~
~ those who ~
~ say "Passion ~
~~ is all together ~~
~ fruitless", because ~
~ mindful of this I know ~
~~~ the acrimonious of ~~~
~~~ heart-always become the ~~~
~ marionette of their abhorrence, ~
and incertitude, as do the passionate
in their yielding to this certain way of
blamelessness and overt position of
~~~~~~~~~~~ promise. ~~~~~~~~~~~

So I say if it were not for Grace
time would furthermore offend,
but for sheer delight the days
each one run on to the next
while illustrious visions of
the divine they fill each
moment, when I begin
to look for the lowly
reflection of loves
tender purveyance.

Furthering my resolve...
and shoring up moreover this
truth, advancing he conscious
desire of Gods encouragement
for me, existent in the way of
this ever wholesome movement
and time of my transcendence.

As its validity moves me in my
weary soul deeper and deeper...
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~~~~~ within; here... now; ~~~~~

- At The Waters Edge - -

"Chuck-chuck-cough-hack-chuck-hack-
Papa-gather-up-a-towel-shock-has-got-
him, hurry-up; "come-on; good-little-feller-
hold-on."

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"Where-am-I-feel-like I've-died went-to-heaven?"

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"Struggling-amid it the-river had you
pulled-you out!"

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"You're-a-Dear-heart-
truly friend, thanks."

"Walked down-for-
a drop-of-water... ."

"My fault she didn't
mean to you know,

I was-fooling-around."

"Guess I got cocky-
taunting-splashing-
stepped a ways in-
filling my vessel full-
I tested."

"Raging I'd say parched-
yes just as much she was-
carried me away with her-
before I knew I was here!"

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"Didn't you know buddy?"

"Friend-patience, wisdom;
listens-tests the water most often-
yes-often-first; at-the-waters-edge."

"This is a poem in form wording and moral about the old adage-
that-states "Always look before you leap."" It is in this case referring-
to-the reverence of the power of water to quench our thirst bringing-
us life,or-if we treat it with no reverence at all or carelessly; it can-
often-provide us all the latter."

"The main point and idea was driven by how I'm finding out we-
are in our need; we all of us through my own interpretation;
as-the-Bible states; we should in all ways approach our-
Creator-with consideration and care."

Forgiveness being the other Idea of how He-
approaches-His children all of us who on-
occasion in our efforts to receive our-
nourishment, often in our anger-
and denial of this principal, or
Him-if you will and His
omnipotence;whether it
be innocent; or-an-outright-
arrogance, we in our-denial
of this principal... deny-
ourselves in turn of this.

Grace I believe being His-
answer-in His goodness;

to all of us... .

Trammeled
~ (Alone)... . ~

A horrid echo of
truth... I feel it is... !

For me the bump...
be whales me... .

The desire to stop,
rises, it's cast-
about from-
within me-
with every-
hit... regret... .

I can't feel you as-
I need You when,
my pain echoes,
forgive me Lord... .

As my thoughts of you,
hate for this, shame, cry-
I'm not good enough... .

Smoke-lingers... .

Reminds... .

In-and-of-
myself-I-
fear what-
this-stuff-
will do next,
hell, heaven-
if its-here, there... ?

Far-far away-lost-apart-
from You, to-see-it-I-
will not, greater-is-
my-fear... .

~ I-will die... . ~

~ Blind... . ~

In-a-cloud-
of smoke-
I'll lye-down,
asking why;
trammeled...

~ (((Alone)))... . ~

~ It's-up-to You-
Lord... . Dipper-
hits my lips again,
I take a sip of Pepsi,
hope-still-HEAVEN-is-
not lost. "Jesus"-
"friend"- good-
times-are-all-
gone, broken-
I-cannot-live-
as-you, doubt-
I'll-ever-see-You.

Smoke-out I will... .

I-guess... ?

Care-not-any-
more for heaven...
my life, at-least-for-now... .

Feel-like-lost forever-will-I-be... .

When-if-mercy-You-will to bring it-to-me, I-
can only hope, dream, you-can-forgive-me,
because to-find, honor You, be-faithful...

I-haven't the strength... right-now... .

I'm tired-Friend... .

So-I'll-cry-this-way-without-
you, till-the-end... .

Help-me, if-you-would... !

I'm-alone-in-this... .

~ Love ~
~ (((James))) ... . ~

[[>>>>>>> Eagles Live Help Me Through the Night <<<<<<<]]
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""Ricky Don't Lose-That Number, circumstantial-possibly."

""Cause and-effect; all-them-offered written around the rules of the Bible... all-of it now-ruling.

Yes written around-walked on trampled upon tamped-down-deep in-within melded into the colors-of the-fabric. Stationing-us there always-leaving-us chained to the ground. Semantical roderick seeing the shape we're-in-today yes-what we're all reaping-now; all-of it having-now-been-sown. They've put us all in line gender-each-one-for the-other-so very and ever-more-transfixed.

In-the-company of the-covering of the King-we took-yes offered it-away
... .

Under campfire's joints blazing crops corn and the like, flourishing; still-setting the-examples given-them-good old boys who-still-like-their pa's-and-pa's pa always-placed them bibles right smack dead in the center of the kitchen-tables. Beers and guns and beaten wives, those many crying babies... oh the shame. They-took it out of the-schools the root of the very-struggle to learn from Him; to start each day with this illustrious principal beer cans still raised up in reference to-a time-when-an equality-through-faith based solely in Christ-made in all their hard times; nothing but a stronger and-even ever-more evolving set of principals...

yes...

and an-evermore enlightened; perception-of-Him... !

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"And the critique's can critique but still-you-know none of us can stop our own death... ."

If it-were to-them this principal offered His-grace, children would still feel I know- a thought-quite kinder-to the idea of rolling around in there heads their own inalienable rights all being created equal, peace abiding first time in a real long time... for-everyone.

"Conflicts being... ?"

Friend the lobbyist seek as though to kill a wiled bore, it's-gentle... humble-appease, the call to rise and-read again the-Bible... .

But knowing- this still-are we going to allow the-ones who have allowed-this to-continue.""

"IT FOR ONCE AS I CONTINUE TO TRY; GOD WILLING IT WON'T BE ME... !"

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Tether-looped tied yes-my sin wrapped-right round loose no-no no; no... not too-tight carrying-my-neck; I'd-even-be willing this way; as I offered my will-to Him.""

""Knowing-the passing-of-time; space; it's all one great-big barter-if you will, out-of time-out-of-mind I believe the-spirit carrying-the body-all as-one this simple-calling-for all...

"It's the war I rage through submitting to the art... carried to all who would read, knowing-God-Himself abiding all-together in what-He knows, the even-and-even evermore never ending inclusion into them, the-perfect principals of them... their-virtue-thriving, abiding-for-everyone.""

Circumstantial-possibly;

"Ricky Don't Lose-That Number, yea-still playing in-the background... !"

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(~) Got to eat... . (~)

(~) Yes, hungering is an ache within yes? (~)

(~) Haunting it is. (~)

(~) Haunts from right within so badly, it haunts you straight from the soul. Bold it is, hunts you down, time, and again. (~)

(~) Sometimes kills one, all by its self — without me searching for something else — its why I like fishing with a Friend. I can lay back, take the time to relax more, maintain a greater level of focus and energy, not getting as frustrated... . (~)

(~) Still takes about the same time as hunting, tracking, I've done this too, but when I'm with a patient Friend, (who can remind me to be patient) there's more, than one searching — and my spirits grow higher, and even higher. We can talk passing the time together waiting for a fish to bite — and I'm not searching, desiring for my fulfillment all alone... ! (~)

In Death
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~ (~) ~

"Who
is this-
speaking-
what can I
say for the
bereaved - lost
amid the shell of
their bitterness
and abhorrence?"

"Who will reject this
speak for their plight
rejoice with them, us;
lest I am anyone the
one but who is for
everyone who is any
one?"

"Which friend from
the expressions worn
upon the falling leaves, I
can tell now time a gift is
much shorter than what I
often believe."

""Like moths with dark shadows
in their eyes children running and playing
in their absence with no reflection of time driven
by their guilt and heavy hands of shame; who are
they now the bereaving?" - "Because I know the
cost uneven, of pride - the-cost-is-more and is
always cutting, cutting-me-down - one that
is always-cutting-them - you.""

~ Love lost, the aching desire
burning-within.

Frail, though, will I rise,
greater-before days,
because promised,
hope-chance,
verity my
faith these
gentle-
whispers-
echo-the-
opportunity,
and so it is to
them I answer, fall
before. For this, God,
I know would-never negate. ~

""For me... all of us, I believe leaves they are the Purest Example
of God's Love Patience and Mercy; shown to us - and as Seasons are
always changing along with them; what He gave me, you - which is what
the Goodness and Promise of what Any True Opportunity is; is what I feel
is one that is just as (H)onest and ((O))pen, just as (((W)))illing, needed;
wanted for any one, "anyone... !""

""So sown now in this time left friend I must tell you - I would wish
to be anything if found worthy to be the one caught, cut, killed -
working for The Greater Idea of Peace - and so as he came
to the grand corner, he walks away tossing a leaf behind
him-the last words from him; being - "Stop
all wars" time being what it is;

is
too
short!""

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~ " The God of Love and Peace will be with you. "
-2 Corinthians 13:11 (New King James Version) ~

""SO... !""

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~~ Lord glean ~~
~~ the fields, for- ~~
~ Your benignity is my ~
only-refuge; cull-what is
left, loose-tamped-down-
broken, exposed... raw-and
stripped; because willing; I
lye-here-open; find in me all
~~~~~~~ that is good. ~~~~~~~
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The dry-Summer sun; has beaten-
upon-me, Fall-winds have raged, left
their burden upon me and heavier-rains-
~ still, have-washed-away-at-my-soul; so-
~ much-so, that-now nothing-can-grow, and ~
now I long for a time, days-when I-was bountiful;
~ this-season-has-brought-me-to-want for nothing ~
more; but-the-pleasure, of-your-favor, because-patient,
~~ humble and reverent, honest, resting quietly I know ~~
~ that genuine innocence remains willing lying open full and ~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ aware thriving in its infancy. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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~~ Restore-my-faith in-such things-these miracles; secure me... ~~
~~~~~ allow for me this gentle repose, cover me-in-Winters- ~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~ cloak; provide for me a full recovery; ~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~ cultivate-me-with-love yes let Your peace-embrace- ~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ me in-the-Spring; sew in me, a ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~ fertile-field. Sun warm me, rains, ~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~ return nurture me, so-honest- ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~ winds may scatter forth new ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~ seed; and others, may come ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ again... reap a crop of- ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ blessings pure-and- ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ sweet and-blossom- ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ for all the world- ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ around them... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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""Patience... !" -

trembling-wanton -
weary-the open-hand."

"BOUND... !" - lowly-lands,
rise-quietly - kiss; The-Son!""

""Benignity-Simple, Holy; Smitten-
promenades... dandling along with-
them as would-He With-Child - yes;
exulted; undefiled -

"Love-gracious--always; knows-faith;
surrendered...

perceives; perseveres... remains -

Joy-His; Worthy; though-rejected;

defiled-dejected-still... moreover;
abandoned-alone by-some -

dances throughout;
All; Eternity... !""

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""Bound, by indifference-denial-
shame, bitterness; yes-silence; "UNITY.""

"LOVE strait-away-soaring I-know-lye-beyond -

beholden--Joy; Grace, Peace... compassion-kinder -

Faith-even-reliant - made-relevant; through-hope,
Forgiveness this-Truth - Virtuous... in its-Mercy... !"

""Dusty-old-prison captor-defiant-unwilling-will-not;
no-never let-go - abiding... We-apart - alone... !"

"Cored 'round Our neck choking--Us - eager-feet-
once trudging-the-road; sadly-now -

"Trammeled--moreover--yes-still bereaved...
We struggle... !""

""Yes all-We-can ask-for-now - "God!" -

I feel... can-see now-Us-All...
humbly... if-only-yes... if-only -

seeking; patient-in-prayer-
for-deliverance - "His..."

"Clemency...?""

~ (~) ~ (~) ~ (~) ~

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"~ (~) ~" "Why Not We Being Today... ?" "~ (~) ~"

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What-if-God's-
clemency-
reigned... !

Was the sweet-
rejoinder no-longer-
hoarded of-all-of-us...

was-instead, this promise-
moving unconditionally-as we-
all gathered together set out upon-
a common journey... of-a-hundred-days.

As-one for-the-other, we-found this-justice,
affirmed within us faithfully keeping its word, as-
out-of-the-shadows we came. Beholding-each-one;
the day accepting one the other as each a child of the-
same, sharing in the warmth of God's-tender-hand of grace.

As this... our souls one aspiration, mercy we gave for-the-
souls-security of another's-heart; fueled-by the-fire... their-
peace our only ambition this honest hope, willing desire,
open-welcome-of-an-eternal-communion-with-
them and The-Lord-our-God,

Exulted,
abiding-
together-as-
one-with Him-
forevermore; amid-
the liberty, perfect-
unity-beauty yes the-
divinity... Glory, peace,

of-those-hundred-days... !

So-why-not, I-don't-know-
lets see, how about-we-all,
say yes-to-this, begin-today... ?
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If our-hate wanted nothing more...
nothing more... but the best
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Saw the reality, and-
felt-the-evidence, was-
shown the light in view
of-the-division that-has-
~ risen; taken-root-and-
sprouted-up... growing-
~ from-the-cold center; of ~
~ its heart of greed, the selfish,
~ poisonous desire for everything ~
~ more, moving-toward the hour of its ~
~ isolation, choking-out-all-that-is genuine,
advancing-onward within-this belief, and-yes
what-if-it-was-awakened for the first time, to
the-fallacies-of-its-own-faithless and complete-
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hopeless condition.
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Yes what-if through
perfect kindness,
it-was provided-
another way... !
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time no please; ~~ no... no-more; ~~ please Jesus God,
no make-it-stop; carrying-with-it and knowing-
for certain if-but-for-but-only- for-a-moment-
the-painful- ~~~~ result, ~~~~ of-its flight
from-this- ~~~~ truth; ~~~~ from its
listless, and-purely-
senseless, movement-
~~ of aggression, ~~
sharing, the-feeling also-
~ felt; by its devotion to ~
~ this. By ~ ~ allowing ~
~~ itself-to-live exclusively,
in-this-fruitless, indifference,
truly-stubborn, and inconclusive;
~ erroneous- ~ ~ illusion! ~

~~ And what if it did long to ~~
know and moved-never to forget;
the-humble-cry-from-the-hearts,
the-needs-of-the-many, hurting,
the innocent answered, living
dying, fading-away amid the-
battle-raging-war-on-them,
inside-its-eroding prison;
amid the echos of their
souls-emptiness; hoping
praying-quietly, to-have-
the-righteous-comfort-
of-their-lost-lives,-
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~ Screaming out why, ~
~ far-and-wide-high-and- ~
low-in-the-dark; trembling
~ alone in the cold, searching- ~
~ frantically, for the truth... lost;
~ gone awry, totally amiss, being ~
the only obvious; driving question,
~ pounding away... relentlessly; ~
~ stripping-them-of-their-freedom
~ squandering-the-treasures of- ~
~~ their-stolen-security ~~
~ and fullness-of-spirit. ~
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~ So what if love joy
and hope, honesty and
patience; consideration,
~ generosity mercy and- ~
forgiveness, compassion-,
~~ and unconditional- ~~
~~~ understanding, ~~~
~~~ and the-beauty- ~~~
~~ revealed-in the-way ~~
~~ of their-faithfulness- ~
~~ to-the-very-principal, ~
~~ of-remaining-open, ~~
~~ brought-bitter-hate ~
~ to-its-knees? To finally-
~ acknowledge-this; and-
in-surrendering; it was-
~ transformed-and made-
~ again through-this. To-be
~~~ accepting. Was- ~~~
~ willing, to-work-as well
setting-them-free, living-
as-one-with-them as it
strived for the perfection
the protection, of these
~~ greater things? ~~

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~ “Please help me feed the home-less.” ~

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God of Love,
quell the hunger
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a soul is weary
crying out,
wounded;
~ lost. ~
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~~ Gentle ~~
~ Hand of mercy ~
willing... forever open,
the glory of Heavens light,
beacon for the lost, shelter for-
the-hurting, imprisoned by their
~ pain, longing for liberty, joy- ~
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~~~~~~~~ knowing not. ~~~~~~~~
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Acceptance is upheld by the
broken, hoping for a haven,
~~ knowing only need; ~~
~~ thirsting for peace ~~
vowing never; to-discard;
~ living, with a faith- ~
~ and quiet conviction ~
of no conditional regard.
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~ Lord chime Thy bell ~
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~ hold them in Thy refuge ~
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~ let your mercy cover them where they are. ~
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~ that peace may reign in their hearts; and, in its arms their ~
joy;
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may never-
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Written In Honor of Brenden Fosters' Faith and Courage...

Poem inspired by the last words of an 11 year old child in Seattle.

Quote by Brenden

“When I leave this world…
I wish to become an angel…
Who accomplishes even more
In heaven…then I did on earth.”

"~ (~) ~" "Why Not-We Begin... Today?" "~ (~) ~"

~
The-
start of a
new freedom-
is the simple vision
of Hope for all, of God. The
one prudence born, of the fruitful meditation
of His soul, softly, and simply, spoken. The tender
desire, found through the weary eyes... the one
sweet emotion awaiting the humbled soul that has
been made certain, and is willing, and ready to remain,
now and forever open. For the willing heart lays open to
what struggle and strife this life, may bring, for the willing
are patient and aware of the awesome blessings that will come,
in this certain time of opportunity. For freedom for all is granted by
God and given the eyes to see the great passion of His Heart, rising and
forever evolving in the emotion of this Grace, and is brought through Gods
Hope to rise to this position, all through a life lived openly for all, and for the
one. As it is seen to be one love sown in peace. The one condition of His that
is sown for all the soul, through the standard and goodness of Jesus' peaceful
words of mercy. Found in the steady advance and revealed moreover, in the
nature of this, His devotion for all, shown through the perfection of His love
in faith... and so, freedom is found, and does rest in measure, solely upon
the given surrender, the complete abandon to be found within the open
heart of the broken... will... so it is a willing devotion... given the very
sight this season to see... and the mind to dream. To take a jaunt upon
the merry winds of this gracious opportunity. For the peaceful pardon
and certain reasoning for this season... is the one blessing given and
given for all... of the Fathers foremost desire. Seen by me now to be
the perfect love offered here to me as well, and moving through the
spirit of His wayward hopes emotion. The tender grace... born of His
chance, and granted for all, and so it is intended to be, a simple
adaptation. Alive and well and abundantly thriving, within the
heart of a new born child. To be alone, picked up by Him and
swept away, alive and wandering free. Tossed about and around
within the hands of the many winds of peace, and so away goes
the gentle chipper leaf, sent adrift, and amid the fall, apart
from the day of the perfect warmth shown to him in the
beauty and simpler days of his youth. For when to look upon
that day just as he was then quickened in the spring now his
spirit wandering is found again, recalling the scene. As now
he is a new hope for me taken aloft the care and gentle notions
of God and aloof the hearty welcome of the breeze. A ways apart
from the one so tender... the ever tender timber tree. While
the love of the Father... for him will sew a new place in His
heart as well, as will I, I know... a perfect home. For I have
been granted the eyes to see. That yes, freedom
knows well these standards of the open heart,
and stands patiently in the shadows of its' wisdom,
and remains in the noble pursuit of their perfection.
The ever tender nature sown of honesty and love
and humility, and faith, as it is this peaceful
vision, born anew for all each day, of
God's, Almighty Grace,
and now-
in view-
and amid-
the-essence-
of His light-
this graceful-
dance of this-
peaceful heart,
has come to see-
that in the end,
this freedom,
really never falls far...
far from the breadth;- of the tree. ~
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I
went
about
to pray
one day
to Jesus,
and as I
looked around
I gazed in my way
upon a place a ways,
afar, and so I could see
the generous gapes of
the giving trees, as so
they are. Nestled down between the
broken valley (of God's open will.)
As they were one better for me to
be seen, and in a greater measure
and for the long standing
passion of my fancy,
still. For yes they are the one true rare beauty's left
in the way of this one most humble land. With
the wholesome hearts and outstretched hands.
As amid this... the ladder days of the
summers fall, they stand at their
ready to provide their
goodness to whom ever... may come to call. For they are
open too for the many come a feathered wing. To
bring for them the finer nature of a better thing.
With one a purpose brought forth... by the
way of an open heart, one so softly spoken.
There they live for to serve God as
they move in the way of the pureness, and by the way
of the promise one given of His tender love, and devotion, and as
well they are one better also as a haven, and as well, for the wisdom so
honestly given and found to be well... within the nature, of the raven - as
to offer, a sweeter fruit s what they bring. As to sway they dance; as in their
joy they sing, and for the love of a life as so to renew. Another day has risen
up and shines upon them mid sparkling morning dew; and if you were to hear
them in the depths of your soul... you would have listened, as gingerly they
move in unison; So as to shimmer-in-their way together, as they glisten,
and as for a gift for all, a grateful heart is for them their only
Passion, as it is in their-way, and by our Lord God
The Father,
One
so...
(forever-
fashioned.) ~

"Serondiipoduae-
wee, stark-ambitions still-
brewed lieu-neglected relativity!"

"Willing-swaying... glistening, dreaming-
dancing shadows offer-shade-under trees-
reaching out-one for the other-new days-
dawning always-rise falling each... !"

"As does the Lord-so they do-as freely-just,
so now in the-knowing-night coming-
under-their refuge I'll-sleep;
in-peace... ."
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"Swept away by the vision, this hope! No more wars, everyone living as one with our Creator, God. Safe warm, joyous, free the world united together, hate fear, abolished, the sickness of it, pain, void, misunderstanding, of Him, each other, gone! Everyone connected to Him, one another, abiding in mercy, forgiveness, knowing only Him, as our-hope, each afloat; (within)! Cherishing one another, in this time, wishing only for more, an eternity of this, Heaven here, on earth, everywhere here and there, ((beyond)) swept-away, within-His-love! Yes friends, peace is not a farce, openness to Him, willingness, to believe, is built within each, everyone of us, I believe! All we must, I feel have to do, to attain this, is search, our hearts, work! Carry you away too it will, yes, all-of us; yes-search your-heart if-you would friend? Given what has become of it, our worlds hearts, souls alone lands divided. It is-not futile nor-is it-wrong to-feel lost afraid, hopeless, discouraged, angry, run the gambit I'm-finding.

Never-is it-yours alone, (the terror, or-fairy-tail); nor-mine. This-beauty He-is-here, now; the-opportunity! The-world-reaching out-to-God-one-another-in-unity, one-heart, absent completely of-the-motive-of-self. Wanting-none other-than to please-Him-becoming our-own, living-as-one. Being this-the other way, the creator-of-it, I-alone-know-now in-of-myself-I-have-done my-part to-create the-divide. (Known this way I have. (I have lived-it)) own-this-fact myself!

Sacrificed-you Him-His-World-myself to-see it through my comparisons, in-my-indifference I did, the difference of yours, when I willed with-all my-contempt; my-finite (might), to fight-it, find-it, as-this-is the truth. When I placed my fears bitterness-of-heart aside-search for Him unity with-you, I find the world-better as-it-is. I know now it only-gets broader, eminent; full, even-more-wondrous! In-my-heart, individuality-thrives, with-Him-you, the-world, freely, ((it breathes)). Through-Him-I-know-now-we-are perfected! So-it is not-nonsense I-find-to feel love, fear, hope; discouragement, anger desire, despair; run the-gambit. So-intended I-know now it-was; always-has been! Search-your heart friend, if-you-would, you'll find it-too, to-be-true. Yes-the-truth is-we-all-are-one-heart; believe-it-or-not; no-doubt-beating-apart, as it-is now; or-could-be--betting-as-one-with-His. Found this out, as I did, through-Him, looking-around, searching within."

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~ Being ever honest, and having taken many steps and great care, in the proposition and greater purpose, of My peaceful ambition, and as this is this Season, My thriving hearts perfect hope, and very treasure for you... ~

~ I know, that the goodness of ones soul, though in times it may run adrift... rests in the measure of real divinity, not alone within the narrow, impermanent wake of it's shortcomings. ( No but rather ), within it's absolute abandonment of this to God, and what it is willing to learn from Him, and moved, to forgive... and so it is that the beauty abounds in it's way of yielding initially. ~

~ For I know, enchanted are the humble, and enlightened are the eyes', of the truly open... ~

~ As their sweet love for their gift of life is deeply rooted, in their honest consideration of this, and their very answer, given to His tender calling, to come know Him, and move with Him in this pure devotion. ~

~ ( As it has been seen by Me as well for you ), and graciously kept, and is now sown and so upheld by Him for you. Through your complete abandon to its' awesome prudence, and while alive, and with your free spirit, moving within the promise of this fond emotion. Taken, upon the journey, your joy forevermore, will be captured through your opened Eyes', and held up for you as you are brought moreover to know Him, and be with Him, and be forever, opened by Him. In the very welcome and wondrous awakening to be found within the pleasure and perfect company. Of His Peace. ~

~ So ever forthright, and certain. Wild eyed, and adamantly screaming and living amid you. Eagerly, He awaits you, here with this hope, humbly standing up for you. For He is the certainty of this promise, ( of brighter days ), crying out naked before you, and arriving now and forever to be, ( the sweet perfection of your joy ). Found amid this season, and within the openness of your heart and poring out and shining down brightly before you, and burning within the blazing height of His honest devotion. ~

~ For He is this truth alive inside you, and wailing, and so He is to be seen. For steadily you can hear Him in His honesty, as passionately, and ever earnestly, this hope of His can be found to be running, high amid the wonted howling. Aloof... the simple calling of your dreams, and so it is to be aspired for (this His one ambition). His simple dream, that longs for you to come and find Him this day. As He is our Lord God, and tender favor, and ever gracious, Heavenly Maker. Yes our Creator, Lord and Lamb. ~

~ Your open, and tender, and ever willing, blessing of true companionship, and freedom, and the simple offering and very spirit, of a perfect peace, as He is the hope for all the ever willing hearts to befriend, and forever, waiting patiently within you, this vision of Him. It is in Him in whom Your very soul, can so depend...."

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Thank you for your time in reading... .

Written to Alice in chain's "Nutshell" and gifted to Naka Pillman a faithful beauty full of enchantment love and light, peace and hope. You go girl! Lol!

In the expression of this poem I am sitting at a meadows edge leaning back down underneath an apple tree fishing and catching apples writing this looking at you and our reflection from the shore of all of us traveling bye mirrored in the passing of the stream. Thank you for reading this peace of my work. God bless you.

The poem forms a reflection of itself ... God and all of us as we are shown through the eyes of the stream.

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"Love
is hopeful-
patiently-awaits-
openly--believes,
because it knows-
Grace always;
provides,

the-opportunity... !"

~ Patient, vast, eminent
and-abounding existing in
brilliant-light; open the spirit
of-Liberty devout of His intention
marked by His delight; in-His desire...
perfect design-beheld a greater-purpose;

knowing -

acquired-anything--monetarily, is but--
momentary -

in surrendering everything of oneself
to The-Almighty, the-certain-peace-
joy; the-liberty attained thereafter;

is-a gift; everlasting! ~

~ Mid those days; time-immemorial
when willing the universe carried-in the
eyes of His wisdom owned-a beauty,
all its own. ~

~ The day when Love knew, laid-down-
and made-this hope its-haven and-God's
Grace-ushered in its innocence, and so
time like-a whisper on the-breeze
echoed in His Mercy and saw them
one... came-them-many the-reverent
ones. Calling-out in humble-approval
amid the dawn-of His Benignity the-
hour, His Glory was-received,
and all the world, believed;
and-started working,
together, towards-a-
lasting; peace!

so-go with Love;

wanton-journey-
my-somber pride-
cumbersome-it reigns,

tallyho; tallyho - but -
for grace-oh-where
-ever--would I-go?"

"Answers come,
time, forgotten-innocence,
hate laughing-grabbing; ripping...
taunting, yes-as I know-now-hate;

it-kills... ."

Born open-no labels, we all were.

Nothing added albeit-labeled,
didn't create-myself child of God-in death,
myself; I hope to remain... .

Wind whispers, tummy aches-silly little giggles;
Peace - albeit light; shadows dance playing,
where they meet, this area I've come to find,
allowing the-time; to be-quiet; quite-
the deeper distinction, color-Grey... .

When-looking... when open-willing,
true repose you'll find-there--lying,
between... .

""I mean I have a mission
at my discretion waking everyday
in the morning. I know I should be
delighted but with my head all on
fire I'm tired, sometimes quite
beguiled... . "Two tone frogs on
the Lillie pads along with
the crickets kept me up
again last night - plus
there is the fact
that I miss you;
terribly they-
used to soothe-
me - don't know-
what to do-now-
but vent this... .""

"Gisele capri saucy-dub-ale ambrosia leafs socks they lay packed-
beneath - my Sally Sue goes running her little pride just brimming -
there is no way to the middle it is all black and white from-
time to time she's been known to state to me... ."

""Now with youth it will always prevail as
with wisdom - they'll never be the same -

"call it common ground or equal.""

"One fight-will obscure
rather than observe
always the view of
the righteousness-
of the other" -

"Lest there-
be mercy...
they'll be-only-
another day-of-
cold feet-and misery...

because yes-Her Tears--By
the Way of-The Run Of Her-
Cheek; Do-Fall-They Pave
The-Way for-The Day For
Her-Dreams-to be-
Realized In Him,
and as-she cries,
so-she-weeps,
Casting Her-
Hopes-only
Sorrow Upon-The
quiet-Whispering of the-
Wind... .

For To-Be Told, The-Willing
Heart; She Has Always Been
Known by-God To-Be; No
Sweeter-of a Love; for-
Him-To Treasure;
whilst-amid-the
answer, of-the
soothing-
breezes
they-
gently
caress
her as
she-
quietly
lye's down-
midst the
tears-so
wanted and
shed for-the
Love; of the-
ones; she
beholds-so
dear, and-
waiting
within-the
Joy; of The
Heavens; Lives
the Wisdom-of God,
Her Lord; Jesus... for
each tear-she has-wept;
so foretold they were
already-In His Heart
This Beauty, so
Envisioned,
and being,
shed they
were Shed-
For His Life,
one-Freely-Given;
and with each-breath
she takes, she knows;
with-His-Love--given;
Given-one For All
With a Hopeful
Condition,
and-so
to-speak;
she speaks
aloud to-Him
now a Grateful-
Thank You; as-
overwhelmed in
all-her Honest
Emotion,
Tenderly;
For-Him;
She Weeps;

Yes She Weeps;
as She-Willingly
Hopes-Prays To
Him, Tenderly
and Honestly;
For All the
Sick; the
Hurting;
Broken,
That Still
Do-Not Know
This-Gentle Soul,
So-Open... Who Came-
To Save, The-Broken
Heart found-to be-
Cold--Alone
and-Ever-
Deeper
In-Fear,
Crying-
Out-
Silently;
Inside;

The-
lost
One,
of-His
Faithful-Bride; now
Amiss-of The-
Tenderness of
Those fonder-Days-
Of-Youthful Innocence,
the ones That Have Been
Made Certain-In This, and-
Have-All But Given-Up
Searching... .

As-Deep-Within, Driven-By-
God The Remembrance-of Those
Honest-Days--Have-Been-Brought--
To A Quiet-Hush...

yes--Those Sweeter-Days When-
to-Be Open, Their-Care Was
Free Yes-Thriving was-Their
Hope, but some-angry
Wind within, came-
and stole-its Even
Pride-carried it-
upon its-way--
and The tears-
rarely fall-down
now; anymore,
but-when they-
do come; They-
fall as just a trickle;
as-They've-but all dried
up-and The-Body-has
gotten stuck-and-
stiffened.

As-the Heart, barely
beating-now Cry's
Out a Louder and-
Louder Help--Me
out of-The Dark;

because-so cold-
here, I'm freezing;
dying-to Be-Warm,
Hungering-for-Love,
a New Life, Honest
Answer Rescued;
Freed-- Forever
Awakened from-
The Prison-of
My-Bewilderment;
and Yes--Ever-Aware;
for-Their Comfort--Mending,
Innocence--Completion; Return-
of-Their Open-Hope-Joy, of Their-
Certain-Freedom--in an-Even-Greater-
Greater-Faith-in Him... So Compelled by-This--
for Them, She Weeps-To Jesus...

"For-Him To-Come Reign"; in their hearts--Forevermore,
and Reestablish-them-Yes to-Their Once-Mighty-Position-
of Faith In Him, The Faith-that When-Granted--Through-His
Compassion, and-ever Loving Spirit, it Would-Come--to Echo
in-the Sweet Promotion of Their-Peace, and her-tears-To
Be Known-Are Being Heard-By Him Still-Today, and
Have Served-to Weigh Heavily--On-Gods Ear... .

As Her Tears-have Convinced-Him To-Convict
Bring Me-to Him--and I know God-Now--He Is
Faithful, To Her-Open-Heart; To-The ever,
Faithful Soul--of Her Precious-Tears, and-
Now; So-Am I; because-Free today;
Here I Am-and Weeping-too,
to-Him, because of-His
Compassion; Given-
Shown-to Me--as I am
Overwhelmed In all My
Gratitude, because-My
Lord, God, Jesus--He-
Heard Me... .

Even Though, I Could,
just Barely, Cry...

He Cried-for me, and
So yes-as Well--He-
Saw Her-Crying--Full-
of-Her Tears, Honest
Prayers-To Jesus-For Me,
and The-sweet Fact, that-
Somebody actually Cares--
Understands Cares-just Enough,
To-Ask God To Find--Hold-Up-Bring
My Hope Back for me--I Am-Eternally
Grateful--to-Him; For His Love and Because
Tenderly, For-Him, and-for The Many, and The
Few Like-Me and For-you; I Know-Still, She-Can
Be-Found there; Until The Time He Comes Again... .

Yes Until-Then, She Prays-for Peace-For All--A True Freedom
In-Him--yes for-all The-Sick Tired--Broken,the Still-Faintly Hoping--
That Carry-The Desire, To-Be Open; as Forever Moved By This, To The-
Hope-For All-The World; to The Lord-Jesus, In Complete-Abandon-To-Him;
Willingly, For a sweet Release In-Him; Under The Cool-Winds-Of Peace, Their-
Blanket of-Warmth; Tenderly, She Weeps...

In complete abandon this joyous Season I'm left here. As up and coming it's brought to me, the glorious nature of my shining Son, and so; so here he comes now the purest kind of awakening for me. The sweetest joy of my hearts delight! Our young one... Jamie, just a running yes our little boy in those pull up Pampers. Just glowing like the burning of the morning Sun... !

As so... and so-as well-now she can be found to be as free my precious Wife, tenderly floating around and just-humming within the kitchen; and as I lean over to kiss her... I know that I am well; because I can always be certain of this. The dear heart, she is breakfast cooking for us again...

and like the gentle plains have been sent to rain. To move she always does so-as-to nurture us with the fervent nature of her love, and so now with it being the Lords day and all,

today we are all going home to see Him, and to hear what moved our gracious Pastor, He's been brought to say... .

For He too is a shining congregate in the blessing with us all, and when I am moved myself I look to see Jamie, our little boy wee small in those pull up Pampers fold His tiny little hands, and start to pray, and as so so-I-am-taken-in; Yes by the very vision and pureness of His perfect innocence, and overall the sweet and-certain absolutely beautiful; enchanting tenderness of his fragile understanding, and the honest, and I'm finding now forever resilient way, the one so treasured by me now of the compelling nature of his simple-unconditional; openness-to-God...

shown to me here, as it is one now known by me to be the very beauty of His generous character. The one seen shining, on the no truer notions of his. Known now by me as well to be alive, and well, and faithfully thriving, and willingly evolving within the generous opening, of his tiny little heart. The one telling the story of the sweetness of His simple passion and desire for God and of the peaceful utterance and perfect example. (For all to embrace...) Of his selfless humility, and being myself in love with God and being overwhelmed and forever touched by this and by His presence.

So in awe of Him, and being so relieved. I begin to cry... As in an new way I begin again this Christmas, to marvel, and again. I am left here... In complete abandon,

and so... so amid this tender moment with Him... I arrive home with family and little Jamie here today. The very same way that I left, and so I reckon...

I reckon I'll go out, about a small bit to roam and wander for a while and dream of this glorious life.

Yep! The one that is being sown for me and so very sweetly proposed, through the love of God, The one I have faithfully and wholeheartedly accepted now, and have been honestly granted I find! (((Here.))) Amidst the precious love of my two wonderful children and gracious wife, (and amid the ever fervent and fledgling hope and certain and ever endearing, honestly tender, peaceful offering of His.) Given to us all through the grace of His greater insight and loving ambition.))

As we all hope and patiently pray and await the perfect beauty! Of the wondrous blessing and simple promise... Of the glorious birth of our little one Jamie, our new born child.))) - or maybe, maybe come to ~think of it," I'll just quietly set here some and whittle awhile, and talk some more with you and our generous Lord today amid the beauty of the season. For a time... (and yes, and I say,) as I do know it will be for me " but only for a spell " - As I think of my fondness for him, and ponder the many splendid visions of hope I have for him this Christmas, with God.

Yes, I'll set here with Him and with you, but only for a moment... " Yes talk some alone with you and Jesus! " Of my many dreams. For my new, and expanding family, and for me,and for Jamie, (((and the many a sorted thing,))) and yes I reckon.

To run off laughing still I just might go off alone again in time to wrestle with the wind. (((Oh but no, really...))) In my simple honesty, and pureness of my abandon and in the gentle advance of my heart, I say to you. For this is to be considered as well...

in a while I reckon. (I'll want to go back in to help Ma and real soon, and of this I'm sure.)

To set the table for dinner, and fold, a small lot of the laundry, it is my honest hope this time while I play and roll and jump around on the ground some for a moment with my two teenage children and our little Jamie, our young one, and feed my tiger fish and then do some of the rest of my chores, and so I have found through God and through the sweet nature and ever gentle heart beating well within Him;

it is to be mine, this! My greatest fortune!

To have a happy home now and the better part of my fancy set free. For so beset and living in the honest way beside me. By one! The tenderness given to me through the nature of His perfect goodness, and Grace.

Gods' love has finally found me, but still wandering, will I always be! Down along that leafy road. Perusing along, and out amid the mighty structures of the spruces with Jamie and the honey humble bumble bee, bumbling on by beside me, and never will I forget these.

As back when as to cast them... I set my thoughts of this day with my family and with him... Aloof the songs of the wind while in love I ran about and chasing them with the many little jumpy grasshoppers. (Always ever ginger in their joy!)

As they carried in their way for me, and within their spirited hands. My hope of this day! One to be found with them, and in view of God and in the ever perfect way, (of all of this, (His natural beauty!))

Yes Jamie could be seen, and as God is the one who has granted me this time to be alone with him.

I reckon for a time... Amid the certain proof of the moment, and underneath this ever pleasant emotion of His love given... To both my wife and children and to me, and amid the shade of my porch roof, and in view of the wandering sky's.

For awhile I'll stay, and plant my but down right here and sit outside for a spell... Amid His judicious graces and in view of the many tendering wooding leaf, and many effervescent, flower bloom, and take this time and a sharpened hand in this very simple pleasure as well and remain right here...

on this porch quietly dreaming of him! `

Yes for my new child, in my easy chair. Rocking amid this simple wood... For an honest hour with Him...

(Yes for a quiet while.) Amid the wonder of this glorious season with Him, whittling my stick. ~

For I reckon real soon, this time alone with Him, well it'll be all gone, but it'll be all mine and a brighter hope for another time!

Yes a brighter hope for My family, and for me, another time. On another day with God. I reckon!

[[>>>>>>> Does God Exist ? Albert Einstein <<<<<<<]]
[[>>>>>>> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HvhGeNzdRZA&feature=related <<<<<<<]]

~ "Book dedicated to My two children and immediate family overall and-loving Wife Gigi, and all those Like her... ." ~

~ ..."May Freedom come--find you well...
shelter-you; deliver bethe-hope-wayward-
mercy outpouring purging 's how-ever swering up
towering-upon-another still--and-calm ambitions cool-breezes
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such for-another-moreover another... !" ~

~ (~) ~ No Different ~ (~) ~

"What is difference?"

I hope, cry for peace,
just as I feel anyone would...

joy,

love.

Some times I feel it, hopeless... helpless,
as I'm sure you do too.

Desire, mercy, forgiveness,
freedom from pain,
the warmth,

grace of a good friend.

I wonder about Him, God?

Why would He allow all this confusion in the world, wars,
the insensitiveness, prejudice, "the adherence-to, belief in, the-illusion-of-hate"...
that it alone will save,

closed... mindedness... .

Under pretenses that are sometimes untrue,
I lie, bash, hurt the people that I love,

to protect, myself, hurting...

myself.

Only myself,
wondering time and again why still,

I feel, so alone.

Yes I desire peace so much this Christmas,
for me, you, everyone.

Yet I fight, I kick,
push-the-idea-of Him away-from-me,
any way that I can,
I can be quite, sick.

God, who is He,
what reason,

why does he allow me to do this?

I can only figure that my pain, shame...
is just one catalyst, of the many,

so I can run to Him, again,
learn, grow,
see for myself His offering, of this.

Yes letting me know,
I need it, like I would assume you do too,

friend,

a union with Him,
the certainty,
is something alone-myself...
I just can't bring.

If you can understand any part of this,

join me friend,

we are no different.

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Found, lost...

open, closed;

Redemption,
denial; fate...

all by the design
are brought to know Faith.

Albeit through-their surrender
opened they're willing to know Grace.

Honesty offered,
is shared; accepted.

Time remains the
offspring as such,
the jester... !

God be-The Maker,
One-Just, The Son.

Peace, Freedom, Mercy,
Heaven, the Their Hope,

for-all one abiding Forgiveness!

Dandelions sway
Autumn blessings-Peace; abiding,
illustrious; time.

~ "The prayer of faith will save the sick, and the Lord will raise him up." ~
James 5:15 (New King James Version) ~

~ Dedicated: ~

~ To All Who Would Will to Accept and Come to Know Jesus, As Their Lord, and Savior and Friend! ~

~ " The one who comes to Me I will by no means cast out. "
John 6:37 (New King James Version) ~

"Of grace divinity,
waylay pride... grace; divinity,
waylay my devotion not.

but;

for mercy... !"

~ The Rain ~

Oh how I love the rain.

"Tap-Pitter-pitter-tap",
"tap-tap-tap-pitter"
"pitter-pitter-tap"
as my soul cries.

Joyous,
graceful,
peaceful,
soothing,
refreshing,
sustaining.

Hope is this way,
love is this way too
feeding the tired soul
washing away the pain.

Amid the enchantment,
as the dark clouds roll-by,
lightning crashes off afar.

As the thunder quakes,
Hope, love, remain.

The rain, God's
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y0AcHR_0PzU
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fkrCMI2fXTo&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8OcQ9A-5noM&feature=related

Evermore-vivid the-brazen soul confused belittled, frightened... torn -
applauding one the other each brimming with pride carried alone by one
another, their unholy banter sealing their fate dividing the-majority of-this-
world as-it-is and could-be, ruling the day, blaring - as I am finding today now
for myself... it to be an-airy and-ever flimsy-refuge that leads only to an even-
more-complete, and ever-perfect; ignorance!

The simple babbling parades on by beside me down below and-honestly, I feel-it
now as well to-be so-futile; painfully-shallow... !

Their muffled-peeps, hopeful-bellows for-freedom, lifting about the day can be
heard in-their shells echoing softly the silent cries of the frustrated yet-still-quite-
lively, Mama Bluebird! Father-keeping-watch high-on-a-tree next-to-them close-
by - weeping - She wails now I see there's movement.

Some children run, tripping over-themselves always falling as they go... welded-
together their-souls-purpose gracious-eyes granted-them from their greater
origin sewn within them held back forced down further within them, yes... kept
shut, each by the hands of the other it's a cumbersome, fruitless proposal over
time, but for myself I know hope itself lye open for all each a life of quiet joy;
and tender moments of-ponder - but they won't see now like me the wondrous
moment sadly, when first each new tiny little Bluebird, imprints their reflection
of-themselves; for themselves, of their Father and Mother; God, the world,
each other - still I pray, can only hope someday they take the time truly;
it's-quite-enlightening!

[[[Author Notes]]]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RdTBml4oOZ8&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sF1hIaHKANk&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4xLdpM01inM&feature=related

"Link below; man physically disabled ("He's "BIND!") proving that
sometimes the weakest-proof; is visual-site; because of mans
"DISABILITY" he in fact feels; even more-so - what He sings."

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YbGKQ8YASCY

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[[>>>>>>> LYNYRD SKYNYRD Insane Guitar I Know A Little <<<<<<<]]
[[>>>>>>> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2FqpFun7Uko&feature=fvst <<<<<<<]]

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"Rolled over one night, punched my wife right in the nose-yes... ."

"Woke up in the morning grateful as it were, as yes I was... ."

"Seeing blood on her pillow, immediately scared-being freaked-the hell-out yes I ran-stumbling down the stairs to-find her, worried yelling oh-my God!"

"Found her she looked sore, angry she was by then started crying-yes... ."

"I said baby hun-dear oh my-humming-bird-sweet cello mi-cielo little-queen what-happened... ?"

"She said you punched me in your sleep, broke my nose!"

""I said hun ah what?" screaming, falling to my knees in front of her... !"

"She said what the hell did I do, I'm undeserving of this abuse... !"

"I said yea I know, can't think of anything either-yes-dear-heart... ?"

"Hun I'm-so sorry, I love-you would-never intently I hope-you know — no I'd-never do something-anything yes... anything — so fragile-yes so-flagrantly insensitive even-if you did so... ?"

"You know I have bad dreams-yes, dear-heart... ?"

"You often hold me from picking on my face and eyes when I do-right... ?"

Shaking her head yes, me wiping her tears-tasting them... .

"Saying, hun as much as I can't blame you for crying over this, hope you don't blame me for what I cannot control as well... ?"

Then she pulled me close, looking at me; began kissing wiping the tears poring as well by then out from my eyes-tasting them... .

And as I tell it now as it is how it happened as such — then she took my hand walked me upstairs to bed — pushing the bloody pillow aside onto the floor, then we again began making love;

to our song we gave each one for the other... !

Means your love is good for me... !

""Makes me chuckle now still because this is just the exact ways my wife and me treat each other-today just like-little baby's when one-hurts the other-you-know... .

As it should be with good friends-I-feel now-because she was-always-trying just-like this and in-every way-that she-could to prove-this principal-too, yes-to yes-teach-such a big old-baby-like me...

and-yea; and as I try-as I do,

me her-too... !""

"And as I tell you as-it is just how-it happened-she accepted my amiable; stirring-ever-growing and menial-apology, after we-both were spent as-it turned-out;

we-continued right-on over to-the hospital... !"

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I went out to the animal shelter to-rescue my little Annie one day-
some time not to long ago; and-from outside, on my way in I saw her -
and as I walked-in and looked-around, I asked-to-God, "What-kind of-
day is it going to be-for me-today?" and then in that moment, I saw
her again, and she was cute, as a button-a very fun and-smashing,
playful; innocent-young-lady, this tender little girl - and I new I
was going to bring-a new light, into her tired-and-lonely and-
vacant, quiet-little-world - and as I heard this-shy yet eager,
raspy-little-meow-from behind this-pen she-was-sitting in -

I walked over to have a look see; and there she was
looking up at me - "My little kitten Annie!" -

with-twinkling and starry-eyes and a warmness-and-passion
for-life I could-have-never-imagined - (nor have-ever; ignored)
and so I reached-down-and picked-up... the-kindness-of my-soul -
and the-simple touch-on my-skin of her-warm fur, was of-the
sensation of the purest beauty, I had never-known, and as she
placed-her cool-nose and a soft-little paw... on the-lips of my-
face -

we looked at each-other... a quiet-while with such an-intense -
and simple-feeling -

you know that feeling-you-have when to get-to-hold the one-thing
you have long-for so-long... to hold - finally you know you-couldn't
have asked for more.

So-yes-it's funny-to me; what God brings to the weary soul, a love-
and-loss so-unique and precious; opportunistic... . Always I'm coming
to find-offered to everyone; given to all as-its-own-equal... ! It's been
some years and-sadly, gone-from-me-now she-is... but I know as my-
heart is-hers and-hers mine I know-we'll-never be-apart... !

I had a little kitten-named-Annie one day some time-ago, and oh how I
loved to hold her, because she rescued me from my tired-and-lonely;
vacant; quiet-little-world.

Author Notes

Inspire by the greatest of all the plays I have ever seen, and as I was
an orphan myself early on in my years - and was as well adopted - I
went to see it five times in three years as a child. My new parents
took me without recourse or woe-yes, the play-well of course, it
was little orphan "Annie!"

Hyphens used in conjunction with one another for recording
purposes for the disabled.

Songs I give for my Mom and Dad. Thank you both
so much, truly I feel I can never thank you enough!

Love jamie

[[>>>>>>> Gavin DeGraw - Belief lyrics <<<<<<<]]
[[>>>>>>> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GBZACUxTFLU <<<<<<<]]

[[>>>>>>> Michael Bublé - Home (Lyrics) <<<<<<<]]
[[>>>>>>> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VASbtWejos0&feature=related <<<<<<<]]

[[>>>>>>> Tu Amor Me Hace Bien (Balada) - Marc Anthony (Dedicado) <<<<<<<]]
[[>>>>>>> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EPEDqeKXD3M <<<<<<<]]

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[[>>>>>>> nazareth - Please Don't Judas Me - Shape of Things <<<<<<<]]

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Sissy little Sissy... you fought all your days as it were... . But grateful I am because what you left behind for me is the wealth of your heart so-open... precious... unconditional, pure. Yes Sissy with your broken lungs and all, watching the other children run... as they play.

Faithful you were though even given the-burden of-this.

You knew that in Heaven you'd be able finally yourself to do this, you knew with God everything carries the pleasure, of a brighter day... ! Now I know you are with Him, I honestly believe running like children will run come them in their glory by name, all their days, Monday through Sunday... !

God knows... it was my hope for you-you would be brought to know them in their freedom... joy... yes... their fun... !

You taught me the greatest thing as you sat talking with everyone through those tender moments given you, gasping for-air... ! Knowing, trying to offer them this truth... .

Because being merely six and one half at the time still you knew, had been shown this yourself, were grateful, prayed to remain. You knew "Love is patient, kind and generous, heavenly, faithfully-and-eagerly; tenderly-aware... ."

And Sissy-too... I believe now given that day you passed... beams of light shining strait on you in your bed in your room, dust gently drifting... . God He came down as the waterfalls do personally picked you up and carried you off to Heaven with Him... ! And I can't wait myself someday as well, yes I can only hope as I pray now to see you there... !

Signed forever grateful:

Your brother ~ Jamie ~

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"MERCY; TIME,
CONSIDERATION,
GRACE-FORGIVENESS;

~ CONTINUED ~
SUBMISSION ~ TO ~
THE ~ EFFORT... PERIOD!" -

"REGARDLESS--YES... .'

"CAN' I THOUGH MYSELF AS ULTIMATELY,
APART HIM, THE ARROGANCE... freak of-MY;

UNBALANCED

EGO!"

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Universal String Nonet Form Story Teller

~ (~) ~ By design this poem is interchangeable within-and-with-itself either
way being or which ever Nonet you chose to read firsts, they always recycle
themselves. ~ (~) ~

~ (~) ~ This poem can be read as well, from their final line on up of any Nonet you
are first to choose. Each Nonet offers itself to itself to the proposal of God the universe
the world you and me and myself and positioning in relation to this. ~ (~) ~!

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[[POEM]]

Shadows cover the bullet by half.

Father buck scavenges berries.

Offspring of His fathers faith.

Man waits high in the larch.

Cumbersome stomach.

Rifle prepared.

Trustworthy.

Patient.

Time.

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Dead leafs scatter aloft the breezes.

Love is an opportunity.

Time shared is never waisted.

Open minds willing know.

Death follows us all.

Hope cries out loud.

"Share it all!"

"Horde not."

"Love!"

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[["~" (~) "~" (~) "~"]]

""It The honor-to serve -

Majestic the Hand that molds,
humbled; the clay;
GREATER the PURPOSE, served -

[["~" (~) "~"]] "eAgEr"!" "?" "!" "?" "!" "?" "!"
"~" (~) "~" ReLyAnT "!" "!" "!" "~" (~) "~" -

within-HIMSELF; God-touched by this-is-
All-TOO-HONORED; to-serve-him-well -
provide; and so-still--he-remains...

[["~" (~) "~"]] steadfast [["~" (~) "~"]] prays."" [["~" (~) "~"]]

[["~" (~) "~" (~) "~" (~) ~" (~) "~" (~) "~" (~) "~" (~) "~"]]
[["~" (~) "~" (~) "~" (~) "~" (~) "~" (~) "~" (~) "~"]]

"LOVE-you-mr. PRESIDENT
thank-you-for your-courage; faith.

[["~" (~) "~" (~) "~" (~) "~" (~) "~"]]
[["~" (~) "~" (~) "~" (~) "~"]]

~ Love ~ james ~

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""{H}ONEST-GOD {{O}}PEN-{{{W}}}ILLING-All-WAYS-HOPEFUL;
HONOR-LOVE-HIS HEAVENLY; CREATOR-PROVIDING [["~" (~) "~"]]
ETERNAL [["~" (~) "~"]] HUMBLY-ABIDING-HIMSELF FOR-HIS-OWN
"REACHING" [["~ (~) ~"]] ACCEPTING [["~ (~) ~"]] always-what-Hate;
cannot - born-of LOVE, Grace-UNCONDITIONAL; THE-
DEVOTIONAL LIFE; HIS-FREE-SPIRIT, man-forged-
sent-into-the-mixture;

[["~ (~) ~"]] ENTRUSTED [["~ (~) ~"]]

Faith-instilled-Faith Evolving-IS--HIS-PERFECTED "HIS CHILDREN"

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The-Desire... Pureness; Of-Man -

GRACE-MERCY-CONSIDERED -

MERCY/FORGIVENESS/PEACE
PARDON/PONDERED/LOVE-
SURRENDERED... OFFERED;

INNOCENCE-DELIVERED,
JESUS... THE-EXAMPLE -

So-through HIM-ETERNITY -

"THUS; THE-BOLDNESS--"OF" MAN!""

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This work bellow-is-a Universal-String Nonet form of poetry-written in
Conversational Style Poetic Prose

Rule for when writing a string Nonet form poem based in the truth of-itself. It being
the main rule of Conversational Style Poetic Prose. To provide a moral lesson of equal
value while maintaing a short story-line formating gaining the greatest effect for the
reader.

The topic can be whatever the poet chooses.

What I mean to say is that a Nonet starts with 9 syllables cycling down to one. Main
rule is they by themselves have to form a sentence or statement of inclusion in some
form to another and itself. Given the proposal as such each could stand alone as
statements within themselves each an-open heart each one for the other.

Conjoining them is a matter of time and what I have found - to make them
able to provide the same lesson either way that they are first read - for
these two was a matter of time each being written at separate times in
the culmination of them both abiding here together remaining there
each-in their-given way individually open-each one to-the other.

Friend it was and is for me still a matter of patience... !

My plan is to have them have offspring
making it-as-it was originally intended
the main-idea is also offered as the
main ambition as well as the title.

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[[What-if-we]]
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[[this;]]

[[yes-as-we-were-]]
[[born; [[so-we-were-]]

~ [[. ...left... .]] ~

[[Yes-abandoned.]]

[[Our-dreams-]]
[[our-shame!]]

[[Yes... what-if...]]

We-all [[lived-yes-were-kept-silent
lead-to-believe-were-burdened to-own-
but-were-never-given-an-answer-
for the redemption-of this?

Our-
pain-
yes...

were
dyeing-
of-this... !

Slowly-yes-
warring-all-
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all-quietly...!

Forever-knew-yes-
never-knew-for-ourselves

THE-PROTECTOR-of all-of-us;

kept-denying-HIM-never-wished...
for the journey with HIM... beyond all-this.

[[Were spiritually before she was offered accepted and was taught; just like Helen Keller... ?]]

~ Shh! ~

For all those who do not know the [[]] punctuation means and causes the computer to remain silent... !

What if I had not informed you of this... ?

Shh!"

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~ Raging River ~

Went down to the
rivers edge today-
jumped right in-
wondering-
fumbling-
all about-
asking-
where-
we're-
going.

Struggling swept away
by the undertow-drowning
strait to the bottom I floated;

could already hear the vaulters-
wailing together-at me from up under.

As limp yes lifeless to the surface I rose;
all-of-them pecking away; at my eyes... !

Time a drifter-is-never to be misconstrue.

My hope for another would be
this not happen-too-you... !

Mercy's given; mercy's-
shown, I figure-now-
if I'd offered more-
myself earlier, now-
with me this fate,
to have happened-
I don't know still-
this-way-maybe,
then, it-wouldn't.

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Time gracious... free... sadly
slipping away on by some... .

Sweet as the twilight Sun... .

Being blessed by this through God's quest
for evenness a perfect equality for all.

Through His compassion, grace... I see here today,
in their innocence the birds fly by me all bellowing out
tweeting-gingerly as-they sing through the Summer Spring,
and Fall through the precious and always looming... if I'm willing
to look... Winter sky's... .

Looking at the mountain's-as they rise and fall again to greet the glory
of the humble-prairie lands. As the snow falls softly whipping around
glistening in the quiet known by me now of these still mornings.

The Sun always brimming, like one big fervent, little giddy
grand blue snuggie, is all too delighted I feel now to bring
me the opportunity time and again to embrace them in
their brilliance.

Love, I consider now to be the hope willing reliance,
faith, yes joy the simple clarity brought to know the
beauty of all of these gracious and even more
eminent things, and so I believe it too this is
why some flags are flown as such.

Waving about for all this honest passion,
opportunity for the another, as I believe it
is their-certain vision of whiteness, readiness,
pureness, being the prudent example, the one
brought again, and again... to remain open. The
innocent color yes perfect reflection of their desire
for peace... !

Time, gracious and free, sadly, though I hope still
now it not be this way with you if it is, because as it
is I have looked, felt and seen been shown through
the loss of some of it myself, it still... slips away on

by some... !

""SHINE!", albeit-a tear-it still would be fine -

into tomorrow-now-and-then and back again to-
them bygone days-left in-time - gentle, jovial... quiet -
those sorrows...

so it has been always I feel with Him - with-time"

"FINE" there is no better time to "SHINE!""

""Willows weep Newborn's... Bluebirds for their Mama;
wine - Fillies and Fiddles yes-them too - in-all-this "God" -
yes all things forthcoming in openness of-heart, willing - "He-
delights... !" -

"YES... !" "HE-SHINES... !""

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[[[[Author Notes]]]]

Catches-them each-each one yes-every-tear... that falls... !""

""They are the ink the covering blessing the tip - of His quill -
"THE-TELLING!", "YES!"; spirit behind the new stories of each new-day,

He writes them-personally; for-all-of-us... !""

""Shadows run dancing-the waking Sun rising-burning... cries; "HOPE";

"TOGETHER-THEY-BELLOW-OUT... !" -

"SHH!, "It's okay dear-heart - feeling good-feeling, bad - "GO!"
yes go-right ahead friend-you go-on dear-one-yes... !" "CRY!" -

"YES-GO-ON!" "SHINE!"" - so-much bolder is it given-in any-
event; condition - or being those things; "INDEFINITE... !""

""I feel yes I know now, believe-because... I have;
still-do; though I've tried-to fight it-myself - yea-it
is, I have-found... am still-finding - though-some;
have told me-found me to be - rather-silly,"Oh!"
"Well!" I find it feel-it moreover to be no more,
or less... yes - because the truth is it is has-
always-been ("FREEING!")... (("FREEING!"));
feeling-is-((("FREEING"))). "It's exactly why,
for-me I just can't quite quit doing it - no -
at-the-moment I can't "STOP!" doing-it -

"YES - AS Of-NOW... !""

(H)ONEST-GOD ((O))PEN-(((W)))ILLING;
All-WAYS-HOPEFUL-

HONOR-LOVE-HIS
HEAVENLY-CREATOR; PROVIDING
"~ (~) ~" "~ (~) ~" "~ (~) ~"
"~ (~) ~" ETERNAL "~" (~) "~"
"~ (~) ~" "~ (~) ~" "~ (~) ~"
HUMBLY ABIDING-HIMSELF
FOR-HIS-OWN

"~ (~) ~" ACCEPTING ~ (~) ~"
"~ (~) ~ "REACHING" "~ (~) ~"

always-what-Hate; cannot -

born-of LOVE-Grace;
UNCONDITIONAL
THE-DEVOTIONAL;
LIFE-HIS-FREE-SPIRIT-

man; the-mixture;
ENTRUSTED

Faith-instilled-
Faith entrusted-HIS;

"HIS CHILDREN"
Broken we are-born-without... HIM;
It would seem to be-without-HIM;

JESUS-
BEGOTTEN-of-HIM-SON-PURE-of-LOVE
pureness of-man

GRACE-MERCY-CONSIDERED-

FORGIVENESS-
PARDON-PONDERED-
LOVE SURRENDERED;

INNOCENCE-DELIVERED,
JESUS-THE-EXAMPLE -

So-through HIM-ETERNITY -

Thanks

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GBZACUxTFLU

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L78wcxUXxYc

"This I Have found now to be able to be proven-that
"LOVE-IS-ETERNAL-DELIVERS-US-FROM an-ETERNAL-(HATE)"

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TRY IT ABSENT OF THE PARENTHESIZES WITH THESE SPACED OUT
BY ONE SPACE EACH SIDE OF THE WORD ITSELF SURROUNDING IT;

"~" "~"

placed with one space right next to this word Hate with this
symbol > to the right of the final letter in the word and this
symbol < left of the first letter in the word attached to-it
connected-directly to the last letter of the word beginning
and end-given one space between this symbol to the right
of the last letter in it;

("~") LOVE> ("~")

"If you try it "JUST AS I HAVE JUST PRESENTED IT NOW-
AND EXACTLY HOW I HAVE STATED ABOVE...

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[[[[Author Notes]]]]

Catches-them each-each one yes-every-tear... that falls... !""

""They are the ink the covering blessing the tip - of His quill -
"THE-TELLING!", "YES!"; spirit behind the new stories of each new-day,

He writes them-personally; for-all-of-us... !""

""Shadows run dancing-the waking Sun rising-burning... cries; "HOPE";

"TOGETHER-THEY-BELLOW-OUT... !" -

"SHH!, "It's okay dear-heart - feeling good-feeling, bad - "GO!"
yes go-right ahead friend-you go-on dear-one-yes... !" "CRY!" -

"YES-GO-ON!" "SHINE!"" - so-much bolder is it given-in any-
event; condition - or being those things; "INDEFINITE... !""

""I feel yes I know now, believe-because... I have;
still-do; though I've tried-to fight it-myself - yea-it
is, I have-found... am still-finding - though-some;
have told me-found me to be - rather-silly,"Oh!"
"Well!" I find it feel-it moreover to be no more,
or less... yes - because the truth is it is has-
always-been ("FREEING!")... (("FREEING!"));
feeling-is-((("FREEING"))). "It's exactly why,
for-me I just can't quite quit doing it - no -
at-the-moment I can't "STOP!" doing-it -

"YES - AS Of-NOW... !""

(H)ONEST-GOD ((O))PEN-(((W)))ILLING;
All-WAYS-HOPEFUL-

HONOR-LOVE-HIS
HEAVENLY-CREATOR; PROVIDING
"~ (~) ~" "~ (~) ~" "~ (~) ~"
"~ (~) ~" ETERNAL "~" (~) "~"
"~ (~) ~" "~ (~) ~" "~ (~) ~"
HUMBLY ABIDING-HIMSELF
FOR-HIS-OWN

"~ (~) ~" ACCEPTING ~ (~) ~"
"~ (~) ~ "REACHING" "~ (~) ~"

always-what-Hate; cannot -

born-of LOVE-Grace;
UNCONDITIONAL
THE-DEVOTIONAL;
LIFE-HIS-FREE-SPIRIT-

man; the-mixture;
ENTRUSTED

Faith-instilled-
Faith entrusted-HIS;

"HIS CHILDREN"
Broken we are-born-without... HIM;
It would seem to be-without-HIM;

JESUS-
BEGOTTEN-of-HIM-SON-PURE-of-LOVE
pureness of-man

GRACE-MERCY-CONSIDERED-

FORGIVENESS-
PARDON-PONDERED-
LOVE SURRENDERED;

INNOCENCE-DELIVERED,
JESUS-THE-EXAMPLE -

So-through HIM-ETERNITY -

Thanks

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GBZACUxTFLU

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L78wcxUXxYc

"This I Have found now to be able to be proven-that
"LOVE-IS-ETERNAL-DELIVERS-US-FROM an-ETERNAL-(HATE)"

Copy paste-put the symbol as such

TRY IT ABSENT OF THE PARENTHESIZES WITH THESE SPACED OUT
BY ONE SPACE EACH SIDE OF THE WORD ITSELF SURROUNDING IT;

"~" "~"

placed with one space right next to this word Hate with this
symbol > to the right of the final letter in the word and this
symbol < left of the first letter in the word attached to-it
connected-directly to the last letter of the word beginning
and end-given one space between this symbol to the right
of the last letter in it;

("~") LOVE> ("~")

"If you try it "JUST AS I HAVE JUST PRESENTED IT NOW-
AND EXACTLY HOW I HAVE STATED ABOVE... ."

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"If-in any part-I with-hold-it mercy, I will-never be-able to see-it as it-has-been exemplified-for all of-us, Its Perfect-Gift, Blessing of-Faith, Grace-Forgiveness--Offering of-Truth... ."
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"Thanking you for your boldness of spirit, be well with yourself all what whom and would need to feel see touch taste, embrace, may this pleasure as well be the Joy written then on both your faces-yes, bless you friend... ! "Be sweet.""

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"When
to ponder,
this life and
my position, my
importance and
priority amid the
essence of life,
the vision -

A broader
idea one
in nature
to picture
and open and
one righteous,
of the one ever
prominent and
freely given,
permanent
fixture -

(I do now believe)
to answer this one
question of three -

A question of three,
and one more and
better of a proposition
in kind must there be -

So for when
to ask myself... ?

So that to believe I
may follow You, in all
Your Goodness and
Wisdom, Graciousness -
I will believe You Lord,
if You show me... !""

"Entrusting;
perpetually -

[[~ (~) ~]]
[["~" ("~") "~"]]
[["~ (~) ~ (~) ~"]]

provided absent--
the-divisional--abiding,

to-pray--contritely;

pray--I-might find;
my-worries; efforts -

lying-down, in-
Peace-today -

at The-Feet
of The Father -
one-another-
I-pray "Sooner--

than-later... ?"

"~ [[~ (~) ~]] `"
"[["~" ("~") "~"]]"
[["~ (~) ~ (~) ~"]]

""Poetry-is-the-
spirit-of-liberty,
harmony-of the-
heart."

My-Sins-cast-away
set-out-aloof-the-
nature, of-God's-
humble-waters...
surrendered to-
Him... as-a-
prayer...

carried-
away-upon-
the-wind... .

Hear-them-
whisper... ?

Wing-swat-swap-
sing-zip-smack slip-
slip slide-slip slip-
slip slip-slide-
swish-hiss-
my-soul-cry's-
out, it-is-bliss... !

Knowing-time forever-skips-along in-the
shadows-of His-goodness, mercy, bidding ...
choice, wisdom... voice... of-His-freedom... joy,
of His forgiveness... .

The-opportunity-being-always-there-His-grace-proving
everyone each, in-the-beauty-of-their-innocence, the-
perfect truth reflection of-their-influence, beyond-the-
shadows of-their-recourse... .

Ripples-filling-the-day-I-see-sailing-away-clouds-roll-
on-by tumbling about crying-out-billowing up high-
amid-floating-above me-under-Heavenly Sky's-
barter-with-Him-This...I did... .

Wing... swat-
swap-sing-
zip-smack
slip-slip
slide-slip-
slip-slips-
slide-slip-
slide-swish-
hiss... the-
soul-cry's-out,
it-is-bliss it-
is-bliss... !

Yes-I-know-
having spread
them around-
myself-slapping-
it-away-from-me,

"His-Open-Hand-
of-Peace."

Oh-to-still-have-
been-blessed-by-
Him-being-certain-
now-brought-to-
know this... !

Forevermore
echoes, yes-
Endless-
Devotions-
of-His-Love
crying out to
me... have-
come... to-
welcome,
enlighten...
embrace...
enchant...
secure-me... !

Wing... swat-
smack-swap-swap-
slip-slip-zing-slip-slip-
zip-zip-slip-slide-zip-
slip zip-slip-slip-slip-
zip-slip-slide-swish-
hiss...

the-soul-cry's-out-
again... and-again,
and again... and-
again, and again,

it-is-bliss... !

Yes-friend... !

I know... With-
My-Opened-hand-
today, being-made-
willing-casting-my-
laden-soul, away
off-to-Him,

it-is-for-me-quite-
simply, the-most
precious, ((and-
perfect)),
((((gift))))... !"

Yes... no-
truer... !
((((Bliss))))... !

"~ (~) ~ to-Grow-
WITH-walk-WITH
to-SERVE ~ (~) ~"

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"TO-BE-Picked-
up and-carried-
along-by-the-
hands-of-the-
wind, or if-you
will-as the-voice-
of-this ink-being-
spilled-onto-the-
innocence-of this-
parchments' humble-
task... ."

"The search for-the
proof of-the truth-of-
God's-gentle-culmination-
of-tender-reasoning, Origin-
of-soulful-feeling."

"Like-removing-the-sharp-
pain-of-the bloody-glass-
shards-bludgeoned-
under-your-foot... !"

In a child's eye's innocence,
arrogance, frustration-bitterness...
simple varied levels and moments of
confusion, peace, all-gather-together
waltz right-along beside the other.

Time-is-offered equally for every one of-
them.

One fruitfully eager for-learning can-be-
found playing joyously laughing running
free offering its evermore growing... willing
and patient, open-and-outstretched-hand
for the-other.

One always hungering hates rejects this,
the only way they've grown to learn and
know how; everything not what-the other
knows... !

They know I am finding now, because-
as I am as I've-been so-graciously
shown-too... I've been-the
blessing, burden-of-both.

Being-in-always... always
The Greater Good... God
is the answer, Teacher,
for both, want's none
of His Children to live
apart from the other,
Him... void of love for
the other hurting inside
living-alone.

"The-perfect-beauty regret-
of-the-opportunity-as-such
seen--time-realized-but-wasted... !"

"Poetry-is-the open provision- expression
discernment, expansion, patient-journey
into-the-full-acceptance-of this-Life's-
Determined Gracious-gift of-union... !"

"Believing-I-am-but as-ash, no-greater-nor-less-
than-anyone/thing-other-than the-challenge-of-
my-quill-in this wondrous-world-in-any-respect... !"

"This-is-where and-when-I-find-out-just-how-much-
through-Him-so-illustriously,I'm perfected... !"

"So I-wonder-now-why-it-is, we-all don't-sit
down-maybe-sometime, hey-maybe-more-
than-one-time, and write... ?""

"Steering, the emotion,sometimes
you just-have- to make-waves... !"

So show me beauty; true love
beheld, butter cups thorny white
milky baby, budding roses-playing
beside dancing lilies caught up in
their passions, mid the prevalence,

of the new morning winds, undying
laughter... unable to be kept, purely
acquired and sown of faith through
the fresh wounds; of our Lords
treasured innocence.

As so it is I feel... the-beauty, you
will feel, and too will see, what it
means to be truly falling in Love
with God, furthermore, as you
embrace the chance again... .

To view, and live moreover as
you look, openly upon these
things,

coming to know and
accept the Joy that
all God's Creation...
already knows, and
holds up for you each
day arriving and maturing,
in the welcome found adrift
and proving within the honest
winds, offered, to you through
the love of our Lord swirled up
today here, and now, again just
for you;

"Love is Hopeful-awaits patiently-
openly believes, because it knows
Grace Always Provides, the
opportunity".

Loud gunshots ring out-hunters
aim to bag their mark Deer
Season again... .

Sensing trouble near
Mother calls from
meadows edge
protecting
Young One.

Spirit of
the Fawn
hearing
Mothers
beckoning
scurries into
woods.

Answering timely
love listens protects
itself beyond fears
advance.

Love Provides... Its
Benignity, True Hope
Freedom

Peace!

Lasting on... no small Time-
Forever. ~

Surrender friend is endless-it-is!

To wake up everyday, it's a joy
to do it, taken along`side
gentle cool winds

clemency
abounds
of grace

of chance!

so-it is--the
Flight of-the
Bumble Bee;

Taken in by the
light of the Sun

solid fact is even as
I try I know, purple
flowers ocean tides in-
their-greater-gravity,

I cannot paint such
wonderful things
as these;

and as the
bumble be
bumbles
right there
along beside
me -

"So I know sure it
is the only reality,
that the word of God
is the truth as I stand
on it, abandoned...

a part of the wonder;
relishing, in-our flight-
~ Mercy enlightened
illuminated-high upon;

our-gape"... " ~

"No more, contempt
abides-amid-indifference"!

Peace-e'er aware-of this
Truth... evermore abundant... is
the-eminent beauty that-Reigns... !"

Mercy--longs-for a companion-Peace Faithful
holds on keeps hoping, forgiveness sustains,

Love-gently--uplifting... !""

"Three hearts cry out one for the other;
their candles lit each swaying together
as they flicker-the-door, opens wide -

Grace-generous aware, racing
in brings them in their longing;
together -

Joy delights revels in this,
surrenders itself one-
for the other -

Time honest-
boasts of this
remains-willing -
continues marching.

Like brilliant waterfalls do,
peregrinating down-cascading
themselves about them in their
glorious way upon the humble
streams as they-go, joyful is
the soul trammeled grateful
the heart the mind hopeful -

its greater desire for
freedom moving-it-a-
ways-farther-beyond the-
staleness of its-same tiered-old-
prison - love opening the door -

full of God's goodness the crispness
of the air its pureness rushing in to
greet it -

its mundane life renewed as it
were now - being made secure.

Opened-through-Grace; a song,
poetry I feel is-the-ever fervent-cry
of-the-greatest-of the indifference's of
the heart, mind, brought again to know
the-joyous dance-of its tired soul-waltzing
away riding gingerly on the feet of the Lord.

The one-once-completely blinded trammeled;
alone - resting sweetly now, weeping honestly
under the refuge-of the humble willow -

forevermore opened itself through this - willing;
undeniably grateful -

the perfect absence of hate in the face of pride,
precious beauty, delight, of divinity's illustrious
welcome -

Hope peace, mercy, forgiveness-love, faith;Grace -
joy-knowing finally finding their place within; a
gift for them - a permanent-home.

Perfect beauty rests within-diligent prayer
brings hope... new faith... modesty
worked-brings answers answers
found within, through searching-
true satisfaction achieved, ponders
contently... all possibilities, revealed
through Life's Ever Advancing-Epiphany;

chances encountered, become realized, boldly
taken, never wasted-enchanted boldly time works
clay, work accepted before times beginning... tenderly
molding ambition envisioned-amid-hate lives absence-
honesty embraces light knowing only love, aware-
truth knows, nothing evolves... exercising
impatience, bitterness merely inherits
hate-lesson proposed... accepting Gods
intended virtue... welcoming grace.

Followers-honest, move openly...
willing-living life able-clay worked
faithfully, becomes goodwill realized...
for life's lessons grow greater giving birth,

grateful-humble maker remains open, willing
throughout knowing-true patience worked, moves
always mindful... always able. Knows nothing more
beautiful-nor better, than the work.

[[ ~ Phill Collins ~ AGAINST ALL ODDS ~ ]]
[[ http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wuvtoyVi7vY ]]

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So-yes-I know now-it depends, on what foundation do
I stand upon, and where does my treasure lie, and in
whom do I place these visions of all my hope?

Before when to pass on, I'm brought to lay my tired
soul on down to rest in Peace Forever, within the
open arms, of God... ?

"So-yes Lord I will follow You, if you show me,
yes show me -

"Of the many truths so plain to You, that me
in all my lawlessness I cannot even begin to
envision, and as a condition of my souls
admission;

I pray that I may be, through Your
Goodness, made again and be granted
the heart of a grateful child, and be
then one with You, and so renewed by
this and brought to life and made to be
Free and called the once retched soul,
that has been altogether Forgiven,
and Lord, won't You show me this for
my Joy, and show me this for Your
Glory -

"THIS LOVE, OH--I'LL EMBRACE YOU
WITH MY HEART TOO FOR THIS, AN
OPEN MINDED JUDGE, SUCH IS Your-
LOVE-FRIEND",

"YOU ARE AS THE SPONSOR OF My-
life's CONTEST, TOO--FOR THIS, AN
OPEN MINDED JUDGE, SUCH IS LOVE-
FRIEND, YOU ARE AS-THE SPONSOR
OF THIS CONTEST, EVERY EXAMPLE
PRUDENT TO THIS SAME PRINCIPAL
REASONING" "BRAVO" -

"BECAUSE AS IT is THE CONDITION
ONE--ALONE--HIS" -

"SOVEREIGN" LOVE, HIS ONE
Greater-offering;

EVOLVING FOREVERMORE
REACHING,

GUIDING, INFINITE AS
SUCH-ABIDING -

Time spells out a
harsh reflection,
sometimes.

Lifeless, pale...
holes under your
knees... on your
ankles, up and
down your arms.

Hate fills him now,
oh, his rage, my
Brother Ronnie,
says,

"it isn't so!"

Dad, He knows.

I have no real
memories of
you, your eyes,
no pictures.

I don't remember
even how you moved,
nothing of your character,
smell, touch, voice,

warmth.

But yes I hold on to them,
they are relevant, I know-
they-are-still-there.

They move me today,
arriving now, from
underneath, the
void, numbness,
pain... .

I see them,
as-my-
frustration,

tears,

when,

they-come... .

Mama I ache... .

Yes I carry all of it,
my brothers same hate,

for this,

and this hope...

you-are-there in Heaven,
God... holding you.

Mama, I miss-you... !

Why-did-heroin, have-
to-take-you... ?

"I was feeling the
great heckler,
taunting me,
torturing me in
my sorrow; making
me sorely depressed,
angry, uncertain; lost,
and-alone, and the lot;
towards my existence,
and I-still-do-not-know,
nor care when, or from
whence it came, nor
how-through my
bewilderment it
still remained
to-form,

because I am so
overjoyed, today;
that I came out non
disheartened and for
the better thanking
God for Delivering-
me from the spirit,
of this painful
utterance,
awakened-
from-the-
seat-of-my-
soul... because
a new freedom
has come for me;
and-found-me-well;
and so very hopeful
again, and grateful;
to be alive; standing-
up... boldly... and
shouting Hallelujah,
on-the-other-side.

"That we-may join,

all; to gather.

May one-it-be The
Example Given,

Alone;

The-Son; gift,

begotten-
One of-
Daddy,
Agape -

That-Of
Our-Father's."

Glory--Willing,
The-Wanton;

"Oh Might... !" -
what-Love--

Grace... -

hand in hand
all we pray,

mercy... ."

Alcohol-had him,
heroin, gripping my
Mother... !

Though it not for
some entirely-
wrong, alcohol,
its spirit the way
my father abused it,
the way it consumed
him;

in his-struggles for
Acceptance and
Love-it-forced
them both-
down; their
moral value;
it-forced them
both-down;

their moral value;

in his struggle for
understanding of-
these things I
believe... my
Mothers-
search for
a way out
of-the pains
it brought her,
her children... .

So for the greater
part it seems-of life
my life was gone;

as he raped her in
front of my Sisters...
Brother, probably-yes,
them-too; me... I'm
told from five-months;
to five-years... !

Have a scar-fracture on
the left side of my-noggin,
sure-glad child-services
finally- caught-on... !

Met him after thirteen years,
he looks just like me... and
me-him." -

"But if any one were-to
try to hurt him, I would
defend him;

and so this truth holds
on, because he didn't
even know-yes,

"Remember--five
years of his life
were gone... ."

Alcohol-doesn't
care-cannot
Forgive, I
know;

I saw his tears
heard his tapes
he made us all, in
all the recovery
houses no I'll try
to carry on-like-
him-move away-
from the-ways-
that-provided-
us-all the-
latter of-
this...

because;

those
recovery
houses
were the
same ones
I was in... !

Shared his nine
and one half year
anniversary with
him.

"Love-Gracious,
Mercy-Open...
Forgiveness-
Precious
knows-all of
this and even-
more of this-I-
believe!"

So he and I could
continue, for me,
every one in my
Family, yes-God
gave me the use
of them-like you
for-all of-us, and-
yes because of
them, and-this,
with-Their Spirit-
of-Faith, I did;

so-can you;

though friend I
tell you it's still
hard... from time
to-time... !

"True Abhorrence-and
Blind-Tendentiousness,
devoid-of conscience-
strive only to nullify
Freedoms' Humble
Cry-for-Peace" -

"Love, Patient,
Proven; the
Memory of
God's
Surrender,

tested lay
in question." -

"Mercy receives
no Rejoinder for Its
Desire, Unholy Banter,
Rules the- day... -

"Forgiveness, Proper and
Forthright, in-Your-Hands-
I-place-Certain This Hope;

"Help me... Lift me up...
Secure me... -

"They rip and tare, at
The Fabric Of My Being,
breaking-into-the-cradle-
of-my-beliefs, shouting,

"Where is your Master,

He has left you, why
do you still hold on?"" -

"And I say- to them: -

"I believe-that-my-
Faith-and-I, walk-
Hand-in-Hand-
with Jesus,

My-Deliverer -

"So therefore,
will-I-never-

"Walk-Alone.""

as willing as I try-

remaining in the
efforts-as much-
no-nothing-but
merely--as-
open."

Glory--Willing,
The-Wanton;

"Oh Might... !" -
what-Love--

Grace... -

hand in hand,

with one
another,

another-
I pray,

mercy... ."

"That we-
may join,

all-to gather.

May it-be One
The Example
Given, Alone;

The-Son; gift,

begotten-
One of-
Daddy,
'Agape -

That-Of
Our-Father's."

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"Hey thank you:
For-being,

my Judge... !""

"Then follow
Me you must
My Child and
as a condition
of your surrender
so complete, it will
be for you your joy -

As for Me will it be My
Glory. To count your
sin, forgiven.

For yes, a joyful heart
does know. My Grace
Alone, is sufficient,
and if you would
will to -

to be the one to
be still and in My
Life, believe, and
move moreover
and in the way,
of another in
Peace, and
forever be
of good faith -

"Then amid the
wondrous hope
of this day, (a
long life), and
a grateful heart
full of My love
and Peace and
Beauty -

To come to
know it well,
and to carry it
with you! For
forever, will
you be free -

"Because--I,
Am the Father,
of Time, and from
before the beginning,
My Heart, the One beating
for you, and for all -

is for the gentle maturation of
all things young and old, and for
all those who would be so bold
as to share Me with another, and
have the heart to dream, and on
Me, Faithfully rely -

'Then as an answer for them, for
the courage and tenderness, found
within the given beauty of their
nature -

as it is Mine To Give, this, this
the Blessing for them, Time,
will I Forever and Again... In
The End -

Always and in my way,
and moreover move;
to multiply,

~ If only willing,
you lay down all
My child, and
follow Me. - ~

~ "Yes "Child... !"

"YOUR-MOVE... !"

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[["~" ("~") "~"]] "Daddy-Agape" [["~" ("~") "~"]]

[[>>>>>>> Gavin DeGraw-Relative <<<<<<<]]
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"If-in any part-I with-hold-it mercy, I will-never be-able to see-it as it-has-been exemplified-for all of-us, Its Perfect-Gift, Blessing of-Faith, Grace-Forgiveness--Offering of-Truth... ."

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[[>>>>>>> Thief -- Sung by: Third Day <<<<<<<]]
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[[>>>>>>> Jewel - Little Sister (Live 2006) <<<<<<<]]
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Author notes
I love you Mama. Hell of a way to go. You came home from where you had been, put the garage door down, did the stuff, forgot to turn the car off.

I miss you.

The video has the words that I feel represent what I have done up to this point in my life. And what I would want. Still, want. They were playing in the background on my computer while writing this.

My Mother understands them, as do I, now. Thank you for reading.

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[[>>>>>>> Christina Aguilera - Hurt <<<<<<<]]
[[>>>>>>> http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wwCykGDEp7M <<<<<<<]]
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I nominate two wonderful artist, friends, good folk worthy people I feel among the-many; but; I'm only allow two for this contest... .

"pebblesbaby... and... "WhiteWolfWoman" "'OPP's" it seems i can't nominate these good folk, i choose one "supposed enemy" here on this site, he donno, i still find his work enchanting, he is O.z. ... the other "Gonecountrywild", a constant reader of this entry, and other efforts of mine, even though, i rarely read her, a true openhearted friend... i nominate them both with love... "Thanks for considering these great humble-folk... ?""

~ Love ~ james ~

[[>>>>>>> Dolbro Dan - The Ballad of Hollis Brown [Bob Dylan] <<<<<<<]]

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"FOR THIS PARTICULAR CONTEST BELOW: I PICK THE RELATIVE MIX IN THEIR REFERENCES TO ONE ANOTHER, HOW I CHOSE THE PROFIT MOTIVES OF EACH, EITHER BY ABIDING IN THE EVER BROADENING DESIRE TO ABIDE RIGHTEOUSLY THE EFFORT, TO ALLOW ROOM FOR CONSIDERATION, REMANNING OPEN THROUGH THE ACKNOWLEDGMENTS' OF MY OWN FRAILTIES IN MY APPLICATION OF MY WILL, OR ALLOWING GOD TO PERFECT ME TEACHING ME THE VARYING WAYS THESE FRAILTIES LEFT ALONE IN MY UNDER MY OWN USE AND UNDERSTANDING DRIVEN IN THEIR VARIOUS INTENTIONS AS WELL AS I STRUGGLE TO UNDERSTAND, OR NOT, THE APPLICATIONS AND REFLECTIONS BENEFICIAL THROUGH HIM IN COMPARISON TO MY DISOBEDIENCE'S TOWARS EACH THEIR THEIR NEGATIONS ON RELATION TO GODS PROVISIONAL OF HIS GRACE, RELATIVE TO HIS COAXING AND PERSONAL EFFORTS HE SUGGEST FOR US TO SIT DOWN, PONDER WITH HIM, THEIR TRUEST BENEFIT IN RELATION TO HIM MYSELF, YOU ME THE REST OF THIS WORLD SO INTEND AS WELL THE GREATER CONSIDERATIONS PRESENTS US ALL, THE EVOLUTION PROPER APPLICATION, THEW CONTENDED EFFORTS TO BE GUIDED BY HIM, THROUGH THEIR REFLECTIONS, ORIGINALLY DESIGNED INTENTIONS FOR EVERYONE, ALBEIT THE DECISION MADE, EITHER-HERE, THER, NOW-YES... ?"" THE PERFECT DISCERNING WISDOM THE GUIDANCES AND MOVEMENT TOWRDS THE-FULL ACCEPTANCE, SUBMISSION TO, AND EXAMPLE OF OUR FATHERS TEACHING, I MAY NOT USE THE VIRTUES, AND THE VISES UNDER THE-NAMES EXACTLY IN THES WORK I USE NOTHER OR SOMETIME THE EXACT WORD, AS I STATED THIS IS A MIX OF CONSIDERATIONS OFTHIS" THANKS FOR YOUR EFFORTS IN THIS AS WELL. IN OTHER WORDS THIS WORK GROWS AS AN OUT REACH OF CONTINUING SUBMISSIONS OF MYSELF OVER THE TIME IT HAS BEEN, TO TRY TO BE-TAUGHT TO BE PATIENT IN THIS JORNEY TO TUS THE PROPOR USE OF THEM... .""

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Contest Pick up a virtue or vice

It's exactly been a month today, since I joined AP. Have loved it here so far - so here's me starting a contest in honor of my first month on AP!
Okay so here's what I want you to do:
The seven deadly sins:
Wrath
Greed
Pride
Gluttony
Sloth
Envy
Lust
The seven heavenly virtues:
Chastity
Temperance
Charity
Diligence
Patience
Kindness
Humility
Now what I want you to do is pick one or as many of them as you want - personify them and write your poem. It can even be a conversation between a virtue and a vice - make it fun, make it deep - choice is yours. I love rhymes - but won't mind if you give me something good in any form. I'm allowing pre-writes as well - but they must suit the topic - write the AN as specified in the rules below.
Rules
1. All standard rules apply
2. Check your spelling,grammar
3. Write in your AN the vice/virtue chosen and what your poem is trying to convey
4. No swearing/adult/erotica/dirty pretty
5. Think out of the box, out of the whole country if you have to
6. No StiCKy cApS
7. No casual txt talk
8. Have fun!
9. Feel free to congratulate me for being such a stellar presence on AP this month (kidding!!!)

Have fun - amaze me - render me speechless - pick up your quills, and journey through the 7 virtues and vices!

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