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Gently listen; the rain falling upon leaves and paths and grassy walk ways. Losing your way is more than okay.

Gently and soothingly, listen listen listen   The wind blows and caresses you softly. Nature’s breath, let her speak to you, the winds lightly touching blowing your hair and touching your ear. Leaves fly past, letting go as the winds blow. Flying away and never to stray. All swaying and dancing to her emanating song, their song, your song

Let this happen today. Be the music. Be the birth  Become the colors. Let this all lift you and sing 

 

Be my friends, be

Upon beautiful streams and dove like seams, let this all be

 

breath in and out and love all that is part of this wonderful life and this wonderful dream

it may rain today friends but today is where love dreamed <3


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you

A passing glance, a steady step. Right there evasively yet so obviously there. A friend that can aid in the darkest of times and always so loving. Drifting along the veil, hold my hand so gently – like water.

this is a different

elusive as you are, always there. you may be a paradox to some but this thought is it your’s or mine?

the gentle nudge of your breathe proves that there is something beyond these opposing attributes of yourself. This may be the thing that makes you whole, or is it I?

tuned like a boy and his dragon

allow your leaves to fall upon this river forever my friend for these ripples you see they are infinity

you & me

Open

A Chance to be one

Look for the moments where yourself shall arise. Move beyond the surrounding and allow the beautiful being that is you to arise. Rising, rising, ris..i..  – don’t lose it –  ….. ng…rising RISING, become you beautiful one. I wish not the appearance of any but you, such a beauty to see. A great being before me.  Like trees of oak or birds of flocks be you in oneness. Completely you. Yes ebb and yes flow but also be. Shining upon the pedestal, dance upon light and flow through those you love for I love you. We are attracted and shall find those of the same vine. A vine grown now coming into view. This world was not of past and not something the future can view for my very dear friend this world is always you –

breathe

the one who loved goose

Laugh, love all that you see. Dance, fly to the sky meeting those you look up. Seek, accepting you for you and me for me

Sweet, smile, laugh, leave, thoughts, field, happiness is roaming. Walk among the geese, pet a goose. Fly goose – meeting those we look up to, for you have met me

Laugh with goose, dance with goose, seek with goose.

Goose and I are both light dancing on the threads of night.

Goose will always have me

trust