My Poems
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New Life
We have made for ourselves a prison lifeBound by old patterns and fearful turning away from connectionThe prison guard steals the lightbeams From the sun And no light reaches us thereUntil one...
New Life
We have made for ourselves a prison lifeBound by old patterns and fearful turning away from connectionThe prison guard steals the lightbeams From the sun And no light reaches us thereUntil one...
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Nothing but Love
When that day comes When the reckoning of a life leads to the final hour To the beckoning hand of nature’s call, May you say May you say With a...
Nothing but Love
When that day comes When the reckoning of a life leads to the final hour To the beckoning hand of nature’s call, May you say May you say With a...
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The Rising
The memory in the embers Buried deep in the ashes Of ancestors, of life, of our inheritance Carries the seeds for the flames we are May our flames blaze brightly...
The Rising
The memory in the embers Buried deep in the ashes Of ancestors, of life, of our inheritance Carries the seeds for the flames we are May our flames blaze brightly...