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On bended knee is no way to be free
Lifting up an empty cup, I ask silently
All my destinations will accept the one that's me
So I can breathe...

Circles they grow and they swallow people whole
Half their lives they say goodnight to wives they'll never know
A mind full of questions, and a teacher in my soul
And so it goes...

Don't come closer or I'll have to go
Holding me like gravity are places that pull
If ever there was someone to keep me at home
It would be you...

Everyone I come across, in cages they bought
They think of me and my wandering, but I'm never what they thought
I've got my indignation, but I'm pure in all my thoughts
I'm alive...

Wind in my hair, I feel part of everywhere
Underneath my being is a road that disappeared
Late at night I hear the trees, they're singing with the dead
Overhead...

Leave it to me as I find a way to be
Consider me a satellite, forever orbiting
I knew all the ru

Dear Bonnie

Of late I have been having this dilemma,
Is what I write any good or just enough to give one pause,
Do I write for fun, do I write for recognition,
Sometimes I have found that I even write just because…
Am I here on this planet to give mainly pleasure,
I have found by the amount I do so for leisure,
But do they to anyone give insight,
Or merely cause anyone to see into my mind, a fright…
I can tell few DO read what I write,
I hope it does not do to their emotions anything contrite,
I live to write, I write to live, I want to give others
What so freely given to me
With all the light and love
It is all of you
Coooooool???
:)
Peace and much love
Hope you have a very good week
Terry

Dear Bonnie

Come w/ me, oh companion of my full life;
and let not Winter's touch
Enter between us.
Sit by me before the earth,
For fire is the only fruit of Winter.
Speak to me of the glory of your heart
for
All that is greater than the shrieking elements
Beyond our door.
Bind the door and seal the transoms, for the
Angry countenance of the heaven depresses my
Spirit, and the face of our snow-laden fields
Makes my soul cry.
And how recent was the dawn!
But, to have you as my friend...

Have a very good weekend
Peace
:)

Congrat's
:)

When we see the first glory of youth pass us by,
Like a leaf on the stream that will never return,
When our cup, which had sparkled with pleasure so high,
First tastes of the other, the dark-flowing urn;
Then, then in the time when affection holds sway
With a depth and a tenderness joy never knew;
Love, nursed among pleasures, is faithless as they,
But the love born of Sorrow, like Sorrow, is true.
And to the sunshine of smiles it may first owe its birth,
But the soul of its sweetness is drawn out by tears.

Peace and much love
:)