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In the essense
of our time
as seen by the senses
Of our minds
Common threads
exist between us
A single leaf falling drifts silently
upon the unseen wind
swept away
with autumns calling...
as if the earth talks to the trees
and in their fashion,
knowing,
making preparation
for the change
as they ascend beyond
the need for leaves
shed them as if
by reason
with no doubt
not in any sense wasted...
carried through, as in our aspirations
adrift upon the flow of the current
Of our sense of time
From the moment
We drew our first breath
A sign was drawn
We joined a community
Of those whose will combined
To make possible
A bridge to build between us
Towards, one another
To continue on
This cry for a life worthy of
A mother's Love
As each new life comes,
As with each new day offers a chance
To embark upon this journey
Began so long ago
There is no written history
To guide us...
Still, in our hearts we know...
We
Each one, of us
Has a part to play
And so, we pray
For the strength to carry on...
A gift, We share
whenever
We give a little
More,
towards
The first wish
Impart Love between
The reality and the dream
Give our passions a choice to be
Open to adapting to a new direction
We reach for as we start
Living, open to the possibility
Mirrored in our own
Reflections...
Each of us dropping a stone
Of a positive belief...
We build the ark
With those who care
With whom We share the gift
a love of life
Each pebble cast into the rift
Brings us closer to creating,
The pattern of reference
Each one of us may draw upon
In our own way...
Though, all Lead to
A common goal
Inspired by The divine
Simple In itself
so perfect
As
Each facet glows,
When properly aligned...
We know that we are loved
Seeking to find each other by design
Temporal bridges, built upon our hopes
First ventured into the darkness
An eternity ago...
And by the simple act of
Our sharing of gifts,
We've built time capsules
Capable, as our belief
In this sense of divine love
To ferry each survivor
Even from a devastating loss
Each seed...
A tiny lifeboat
Floats alone
Like a bubble of a simple love
When we cry,
Our collective tears Create an ocean...
Showing a glimpse of
The truest part Of love...
We are persistent In our search,
To find...
In each other,
something more
Each in hopes
To reach
One heart ...at a time
To teach,
Some lost soul
To keep faith
In remembering
Emotion's cure of healing grace
A temporal bridge...
to carry our collective consciousness
A step beyond the ruins of our lost efforts
crossing rivers of sorrow, tears and suffering...
Carries hope, cast into forever,
Never knowing
More than but a glimpse of
Brief moments in reflection
those sparks, within our minds
Making each terse moment in life more valued
So that not one fleeting impulse is wasted
Even though it is but a passing expression,
A single note struck from a chord
Of the passions of our lives
A spark of energetic dust
Among particles in a collective drift
To do more than entertain
To coexist in many ways unique
A shared gift to partake,
Yet, not without its risks...
With love and war,
Carried in waves
Rising apart
yet, falling In unison
Like Each leaf, when falling
carried, by the wind
To drift on...
Down, gently
To reach the earth...
Its face...
Touching in a kiss
Upon a stream
Does it remember?
Its prior life spent...
Drinking from the sun,
Looking to the ground
From its perch upon a tree
Has its sense of value changed?
What attributes...
May have been missed, transformed
Rather than lost
But not the bliss of
Becoming one with the universe
Once more free...
Like the dream
Of peace among us,
If we believe it's possible
It becomes, so...
More than just
A doubt within...
Of our minds.
Love is not a war
it is the battle
For life
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