Locked away in the white floating clouds
A dream of reaching out to the heaven
To purge in the light of Divinity
Become the child newly born
No desire
No experience
No mired heart
No sins
Just a clear blue sky
A dove, wings spread
A meadow wide and green
A little white lamb
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excellent imagery
Your words bring such peaceful thought to me.
It would be so nice if we could be innocent like a newly born child, and rid ourselves of the hurt this world dishes out at times.
Jeannette
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I too dream of reach out and grabbing a new beginning. You have written a beautiful piece that captures the softer side of conviction. It seems the more logical way, rather than just blind emotion. You know what you want to choose, and why you want to choose it. You seem to know what it would be to truly be given a new start. This write has inspired me, and I'm sure it will inspire others. Good stuff.
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enjoyed it
when i read it the first time i did not understand i dont know why. but i read it again and i loved every word of it -
This is amazing, i like this a lot, great job, i really liked taking the time to read this, you did something great here, keep writing and i will be sure to keep my eye on you in the future because i loved this a lot, i can't say it enough, once again, great great job
shattered.love
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