Tag Archives: Slow

SLOW FOX

Quick quick quick, get it done, have no fun, let the tension get real thick. . . Oh God! Oh No! That’s the way will make me sick. Quick quick, yes, but add some slow– quick quick slow quick quick … Continue reading

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YOUR HEAL OF APPROVAL

What helps with pain and calms the fray +++++that led to ills, and helps you truly heal can alone be indubitably be known by your deep considering well, from which springs forth your personal approval seal, when you see how … Continue reading

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WAY TO ROLL

It’s wicked good that you can roll– and even speed– and coast downhill, for that oh so super feel of being freed, which so well tends that deep down yen you seek to feed, when you fully live that thrill– … Continue reading

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THE LUMBERING STAR

When you begin to drag and lumber, and all you want to do is slumber, think back, to times you felt more in the act, even if you must look far, it’s crucial you remember who you are, for that … Continue reading

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LIFE HARD OR EASY

Life. . . let it be quick, or let it be slow– but let it be easy– yet, not so much so that you’ve +++++no more room to grow +++++than, from a candle, +++++has a wax-entrapped wick, nor that you’ve … Continue reading

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THE WISPY WINK OF MOON

Such a gift to glimpse the slim and scythe-like wink of moon, a beauty and a slower, gentler cousin to the metronome. . . More visible in dark, but peaceful night, it keeps us in our proper rhythm on this … Continue reading

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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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