| Open Poetry #49 |
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Eternal Treasures |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' !
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Eternal Treasures A warm southern breeze blows cotton clouds across a thousand miles of Spring. All of life and our finest hopes arise with the morning star. In these forest depths that no one knows, along this ‘endless’ mountain stream, a few wildflowers glisten with the lingering dew. Song-birds dance and sing, among the ancient oaks and willows, as they have a million years or more in a ‘Deep-Time’ story of wilderness freedom. Seek nothing from such tranquil moments of the glorious ‘now’ but the eternal treasures of truth, love, and enlightenment. --- b. e. adams (5/2/2014) |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
What more could one ask for, Bruce. Ida |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
The cadence of this reminds me of the seeds of a dandelion floating through the spring air. Nice view. |
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