-------In Balance-------
Storms
move through
and
then it's calm
And still until
things
stir again.
Just
like this
we
each are made
To contemplate,
observe, reflect
And
to realize
our
dreams by acting
Upon
them
as
dust to wind.
For peace in this world
begins within
But becomes the world
through
movement.
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-------A Love That Moves Me-------
A
true love
is
the love
that
moves me
To
recollect
the
scattered pieces
of
a story I never learned
It
is
a
fist
and
the tenderness
That
breaks
a
seed
wide
open
To
face the shame,
the
self-hate and blame
that
has filled the void of longing
It
is the courage of winter
and
the joy
of
spring
The
wisdom
and
the
wonder.
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-------Winter Sun-------
A
golden light
ignites
the trees
Again
Like
middle
Autumn
When
the leaves were red
and
the hills rejoiced
With
songs
they
still are singing
Though
now at dusk
as
the Winter sun
Setting
Turns
them
color.
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-------Dancing-------
There
are some
days
so
perfect
Next
to nothing
could
disrupt
the
peace
Of
moving
in
oneness
with
all of creation
On
a promenade
around
the
sun.
Call
it naive
but
I do
believe
That
every
one
has
rhythm.
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