Monthly Archives: September 2012

SUNSHINE DOWN DEEP

Sunshine enters eyes, caresses skin. . . its great light rains happiness. . . sparks all the sparks that into life ignite. . . and penetrates way down inside to energize. . . then bubbles up from that place of … Continue reading

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THE PACE OF PEACE

The peace when I go with these feet just can’t be beat. It can far surpass any thrills I might feel with any kind of wheels, no matter how fast they may go– no matter what their fancy frills.

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DRIVING DREAM

There’s a lot you can happily do when there’s a dream driving you.

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NATURE’S WAY

In the long run, Nature has its way. . . As part of Nature, when we honor well the way of nurture of ourselves and of the other, in the long run, so do we.

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ALIVE! AN EVER-GROWING HEAD OF HAIR!

Alive, alive! An ever-growing head of hair! With the years, some slow and subtle graying comes, shines white sometimes, and sometimes just in different light a rich, darkness blooms, a glowing warmth bestowing– Sometimes it waves and smiles and fluffs … Continue reading

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THE DEVIL IN THE IVY

I guess the devil be in league with the ivy– I wrestle with it so. . . But, perhaps, the angels put it there. . . to help us see that from our best-laid plans we stray. . . Then … Continue reading

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A BRAND NEW DAY

A brand new day. . . Behold it with your eye! Cradle it in your wiggly-fingered hands Let it beam to pierce the dark of tall tree stands Clean and clear some space. . . Get to the time and … Continue reading

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THE THINGS YOU DON’T WANT THEM TO SEE

Sometimes the sort of thing you don’t want people to see is exactly what you need to show– or at least, for yourself, to fully know– in order to grow. So, go– shine a light. . . and extend a … Continue reading

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WILL I, AS THE WHIPPOORWILL?

What I will will I what I will? I will will what? or what? Restated thus: What will I will? Really cool, I think t’would be if I could, like a Whippoorwill, sing unseen a deftly intoned trill. Will he? … Continue reading

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AT THE END OF EVERY TUNNEL, THERE’S A LIGHT

Yea, though it be a dark and lengthy tunnel, A tunnel, still it is. . . and every tunnel hath an end that opes to light the more we progress through, the likelier that light comes into sight. Much easier … Continue reading

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