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Post by anirbas on Aug 21, 2006 17:59:30 GMT -6
When life's events bring me low
over which I have no control.
I remember, who I still am-
A child that believed in fairy magic.
Not yet knowing, the meaning of tragic.
Who liked to slip, alone, outdoors.
Into the humid, sticky arms
of many a hot Texas night.
Never feeling, but a bit, of fright.
Serenaded by the nocturnal voices
of denizens of wee black crickets.
A choir of insomniacs, like me.
There, beneath the willow tree.
My young face tipped heavenward.
Eyes opened wide in awe.
At the miracle of all I saw.
Arms, joyfully outstretched skyward.
To encompass the glittershot void.
Before understanding what religion was,
I was already praying...
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Post by DavidMc on Aug 21, 2006 23:53:05 GMT -6
I love this one Sabrina, you evoke a time and place so beautifully, it's almost like I were in Texas myself ;D
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Post by anirbas on Aug 22, 2006 16:42:10 GMT -6
Thank you, David. Good to know, I took you there.  |
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Post by dawness on Aug 23, 2006 3:13:43 GMT -6
i warmly embrace the inner child in me.  |
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Post by Juan Castrocafe on Aug 23, 2006 8:37:41 GMT -6
this should be in the dictionary as the definition of "wonderment"..damn good one Sabrina!
johnm
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Post by anirbas on Sept 3, 2006 20:10:37 GMT -6
Dawn and LW! Good to see you both and thanks, LW. ~*~ A child embraces, with arms wide open, the wind... Wisdom of a child isn't always logical... Who else but a child would know... The only way to embrace the invisible, isn't to close your arms, tightly... But, instead, to throw them wide open? ~Nir. |
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Post by shell on Sept 6, 2006 6:36:32 GMT -6
"Arms, joyfully outstretched skyward
To encompass the glittershot void."
How utterly gorgeously stunning is that image? This is awesome ... it's all so change-full, eh? We know and then we don't and then we do again, the same with wonder ... superb and engaging poetry as always!
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Post by anirbas on Sept 7, 2006 21:09:22 GMT -6
Thanks a million, Shell. Terrific Thursdaying, folks and a great...hahahahahahah...
OMS...[ohmystars] I'm so tired...I"ve said Terrific Thursdaying, all the way through this place tonight...And it just HIT ME...Tomorrow is Friday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hehehehehehe...
To much stress, not enough sleep, dulls the sharpness right from the mind...That's it...
I'm going to bed! hahahahahahahahhahahaha...Ferociously Fine Fridaying, Folks! LOL...
Sabrina. Nightie night, sweet dreams, doncha let the bedbugs bite! zzzzzzzzzzz
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Post by Sam on Sept 8, 2006 8:40:19 GMT -6
Beautiful spirits run freely
over this world today....
I am blessed to know you
and be included in this
life cycle your portray...
I just read this passage to, somewhere (old age):
"Some birds are never meant to be caged, their feathers are just too beautiful to keep hidden from the world."
Somehow I thought of you....
We are free inside! We are free in words! We are free in spirit! No one can ever touch or take this away! What a comforting thought for the day!!
Love,
Sam
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Post by Sam on Apr 10, 2007 12:45:17 GMT -6
What a wonderful freeing poem this is!!!
I am glad I reread it today!
It made me smile...
Sam
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Post by anirbas on Apr 10, 2007 18:01:08 GMT -6
Thank you, Sam. Good to know it made you smile. ;D
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Post by Travis J on Apr 10, 2007 19:00:42 GMT -6
Such a nice poem. As fluid as the footsteps Jesus walks.
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Post by anirbas on Apr 11, 2007 7:45:26 GMT -6
Thank you kindly, Travis J. I appreciate
your taking the time to read and comment
upon this piece. Sabrina.
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