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Community Of Spirit

Community Of Spirit

In the silent sanctuary of a misty morninga lone juniper stands beyond our windowon the shoreline of Four Mile Pond Spring wraps her fog around burgeoning new needlesand the ancient silent stones who accompany herA robin bounds from a branch unto the silky, moist...

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Pressure

Pressure

The dream is becoming a realityRight before my very eyesWhat goes up can come downGravity is a strong forceAt times, weighing me downNever staying downRising up to greater heightsDisbelief and humblenessSpiritually wokeNew visions and claritySo different from what...

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Phantom Friends Long Lost

Phantom Friends Long Lost

My broken-hearted savior..I'm the bruised Reed groveling at your holy feet, on the tares I chose to feed..ignoring golden wheat. When you see the man grow and get a little fame, give him a number, forget his name.. fail to ever again treat him the same. Look hard and...

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