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When I hold you next to me,
the world just falls away…
Hold me ’till the morrow comes,
but kiss me for today!
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When I hold you next to me,
the world just falls away…
Hold me ’till the morrow comes,
but kiss me for today!
Entombed in the thickest of forests He lay, donning a dark shroud of cool deadened leaves. Limbs that once held the glorious weight of the world were now, at the last, but scattered timbers on sacred grounds. Branches that once shouldered the burden of the blame had broken from the main, and still the vines held fast! Everything for which He stood (a scheme inside a dream); His crowning achievement (a sacrificial theme); all was laid to rest beside the petrifying flesh of His ancestors.
Many a number of trees in these woods were born of His seed. Year after year, they continued to fill the avoided spaces with new life. Surrounding Him now, one by one, they began to pay homage to His grandeur. The critters nearby crept forth in a slow procession. The sun lightened its pace, whilst the raven kept his quiet, keeping a keen eye on the softly landing white doves. ‘Twas the perfect mourning for the painful ~ exacting ~ moments to spring forth and reclaim their royal birthrights.
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Let us go, dear soul, for a stroll!
You help me sing my song.
Two loves the sound that makes a whole
when daybreak hums along.
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“Once in a very great while, out of the devil-ridden chaos that dominates our mundane world, order presents itself in the form of seemingly meaningful coincidences. Through the ripped veil of the universal fabric, singularly particular events occur that may cause a person to question the ironclad laws of causality.” Uncle Tree
“God is the name by which I designate all things which cross
my path violently and recklessly, all things which alter
my plans and intentions, and change the course of my life,
for better or for worse.”