As the Winds of change blow
life is created
love is celebrated
and I shudder helplessly
thinking yet not comprehending
why everytime the angel calls
summoning her delicate kiss of breeze,
I still stumble and fall.
A contest entry
- I start you inspire by Unsigned.
550 points, ended February 3, 8 entries
Bronze trophy winner
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Wow~
Aaaaaaaw this is one Precious piece penned and I Love the message also the way You versed Your Voice~Gosh I have stumbled and fallen- still have the scars to prove it too
Excellent indeed!!!
Powerful images
Congratulations on Your Trophy win!
-Throws confetti-
Woooooooooo Hoooooooooooo
Thank You for sharing Your Heart and Spirit~
Many blessings to You in all You do Sweet Soul
Best wishes too
with much love & light~ Desire~*~
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You WILL stumble, you WILL fall and many, many times before you are older and find it easier to keep your feet beneath you.. Even then, trust me, a fall may be less expected but can always turn up..
Let them happen, they are the means of learning and living, we cannot grow without those bumps and bruises along the way.. 
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Because we do...
Questioning all we do...that voice inside telling us all that is wrong instead of the possibilities we could live into...
Very nice.
As allways ....Unsigned
Simon
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Perhaps you are only stumbling because it is unfamiliar territory, that change. You may be more surefooted once you become familiar with the terrain.
Nice write.
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