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The Dawning
Now we wait for that’s all that happens anticipating she’s readying herself we are excited it is the dawning, a child in our midst, about to take early breaths, those first moments, that miracle, the birth of a child. Think about the beauty, a precious gift, cannot imagine a more definitive reality of what is…
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This Elegance We Embrace
We all do it, finding our rhythm, finishing a silence, walk into an art gallery a posturing room, full-length graphics mixing relics modern day scenes, they’re in today’s statement look men perhaps some bravado to set the tone yet the arts only exist as our creative soul would allow delight to capture our eye a…
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The Next Day
That’s really how it feels sometimes. One day, I’m on top of the world, and the next just scratching the surface, feeling the grit inside my frame of mind, unable to process what was once like hang gliding in the atmosphere one beautiful fall afternoon. Then something happens in our world that cannot be denied.…
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The Tragedy of Time
Perhaps it is the not knowing a circumstance a press release in the evening news, a morning alert we all have found ourselves recognizing the vulnerable nature of the human condition – oh is it death, or simply the prolonged life medical intervention, that would have not extended any truths centuries ago, we just died,…
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Sunsets Will Remain
While monsters in our midst, shed sallow contraband upon our mind, when gathering upon the storm, seeking shelter beyond the norm, there is that constant we might recall, a certain Grace in common language. for everyone is given cause to learn, in struggle, sunsets will remain. We fight the crazies by instinct we know,…
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The High Road
Sometimes there is a wonder in the air, how to achieve a certain peace, that evident nature of discovering where our best intentions find release. ~ While outside our circle we witness resolve, the world awaits the next solution, that quandary exists we cannot easily solve, yet seek we do peace in absolution. ~ I…
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What Inspires a Rhapsody
Is it love, in every effort each song we might sing, the glorious wonder of a spring morning when flowers bloom air diffuses fragrant melody while the world all around seems eternally happy even the sadness of a quiet alarm that reality of the human condition seems maybe, just a tad, perhaps only for a…
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If We Could Choose
Smoke wafted across a city horizon, this was anywhere you decided to glance a balmy November morning, no different than the day before. Except today we wonder we are curious within the scope of an hour if our world will turn upside down. Or will that remain the accentuated day somewhere else, far away from everything…
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#blacklivesmatter
If I speak about this, I’m the wrong guy, but I do want to know, how to define the feelings, the emotions, the questions in my mind. I don’t want to take away from a cause, I really only want to say, ‘yes’ rather than give a gaze of confusion. I want to be able…
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State of Mind
Well it seems rather simple when we look it square in the eye, you’re either thinking racist thoughts or your not, it seems like it ought to be that simple in our world today, yet, we now have to include state of mind. ~ We used to get away with recognizing hatred as evil, a…