Tag Archives: Rising

MIND, BODY, SPIRIT– STRONG AND WEAK

The flesh is weak the flesh is strong many pleasures does it seek which wear it down and build it up, the wish of meek may add to others till the list is very long. . . The mind is … Continue reading

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THE MOVEMENT OF SPRING

The blooming the twittering the looming the jittering, the buzzing the zooming the rising, surprising, pop buds , and pop eyes-ing, the growth that we love and are loath to adjust to or bust to, the wind billow, bent willow, … Continue reading

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BETTER THAN EXPECTED

Better than expected. Begin with spirit, letter follows. . . then, let those expectations rise, and very soon you may well see a bright reality with your dream’s road has neatly intersected.

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LIFE BREATH FROM DEATH

Savasana– breath through a still, flat body– ready or not– the wondrous way of ocean tides– so that, what looks dead, much like a seed, can still give rise to a full blossomer.

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THE COLOR OF A SOFT GRAY DAY

A soft gray day, late January. . . the pale sun, the ambiance so airy breathe life and light to spring’s small blooms, and gentle pop of squirrel peep, plus bubbling fresh birdsong. . . the clear, cool warmth, the … Continue reading

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MAGNIFICENT NOVEMBER MORNING

the wind is up, around the trees. . . the rising sun illuminates the skittish leaves, which, now so loud around the trees, are rustling. . . The fuzzy wads stick to the eaves where nascent moths find rest, and … Continue reading

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SPRING SO SHARP

Spring. . . so green. . . so sharp. . . so fresh. . . it comes up strong the grass grows tall, as its green blood flows and rises to he call, through keen-edged blades that shine back much … Continue reading

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