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Winter Leaves: Peter
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Tuesday, May 31, 2011. Now three times mended. Moves beyond the past offenses. Of hope and joy. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). My life is not my own. I love Jesus. I like words and finding new ways of crafting them together. This blog is for the purpose of using the latter to glorify the former. View my complete profile. Blog Design: Made By Lena.
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Winter Leaves: Always, In Two Parts
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Friday, October 2, 2009. Always, In Two Parts. I always want a world far beyond, away from me,. I always want what I cannot have, far beyond, across the sea. I always want that one path crossed, where two should never meet,. I always want to sit again, stirred on lofty peak,. I always want to gaze upon the fullness of that time,. I always want to find the words, to set the perfect rhyme. I always want to shift the course, cure the illness of this fate,. I always want a home far beyond, across the sea.
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Winter Leaves: Subtle Discourse
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Wednesday, July 21, 2010. Epic is the discourse of my heart. In my own little world, my own small time. A grand scale it would be to weigh. All the hopes and dreams there fondly kept, there nurtured. And should I hope to outlast the bravest and best,. My pursuit must be sure and quick;. For they could envelop the whole world. And not leave an inch of my heart intact. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Some days I feel. Gray is the color of today. Blog Design: Made By Lena.
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Winter Leaves: My Shepherd Leads Me
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Tuesday, June 9, 2009. My Shepherd Leads Me. My shepherd leads the safest way. Through darkest terror and fiercest plight. My shepherd leads the sovereign way. Through shrouded veil of bleakest night. My shepherd leads the boldest way. Through mild-mannered reckless still. My shepherd leads the peaceful way. Through gentle streams that often fill. My shepherd leads the kindest way. Through well-worn paths of pure delight. My shepherd leads the joyful way. Through beauty of the rarest sight.
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Winter Leaves: October 2009
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Friday, October 2, 2009. Always, In Two Parts. I always want a world far beyond, away from me,. I always want what I cannot have, far beyond, across the sea. I always want that one path crossed, where two should never meet,. I always want to sit again, stirred on lofty peak,. I always want to gaze upon the fullness of that time,. I always want to find the words, to set the perfect rhyme. I always want to shift the course, cure the illness of this fate,. I always want a home far beyond, across the sea.
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Winter Leaves: Sleep.
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Monday, November 9, 2009. Cast away the weary words of today,. That they may rest in peace elsewhere. They can not make their home here. Where sweet sleep awaits,. And dreams long to drift on. Melted memories of the day. Sleep deeply, as you cast away. The weary words of today,. That they may rest in peace. Far away from you. Far away from you. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Blog Design: Made By Lena.
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Winter Leaves: Renewal
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Wednesday, July 21, 2010. Whispers sweet and fluid like breeze-drifting nomads. Lay a foundation firm and poised. Those who will redefine old places and spaces stained with dirt. Those who will restore worn faces and chase the devastated. With patient resolve,. Those who will sacrifice everyhing they are for a justice not their own. Will walk here, upon this foundation of whispers. So quiet and unyielding. Sweet necessity, sweet protection. The whispers live on. And grow in abundance. Some days I feel.
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Winter Leaves: Peace
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Saturday, November 21, 2009. Peace is like the constant hum of a moonbeam on a shadowed evening. It lights a great ocean with soft notes that give life and depth. It consumes the darkness in a quiet way,. So that you wouldn’t notice it. Except on those pitch-black nights. When the world is so silent, even crickets are afraid to chirp their songs. And disturb the heaviness. You don’t miss it till it’s gone-. And then the ache is nearly unbearable, and its return seems uncertain. View my complete profile.
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Winter Leaves: July 2010
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Saturday, July 24, 2010. Some days I feel. Like you and me and everyone. Are waiting for a flawless moment. When the imperfect is far more joyous. Like days and nights. All get mixed together. Like first and last. Are just quirky counterparts. On an unfinished track to somewhere. Is a balm of pure mystery. That continually evades me. Like my mind will split wide open. Like the first time I read Dickens or Whitman. To which no modern words can compare. Like time waits incessantly for us. I long for it so.
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Winter Leaves: Peaceable
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Saturday, July 24, 2010. A yielded hand shows so much more than intended:. Subtle submission of love-. Requited or not- no matter. Peaceably, even illustriously, joined. In tight declaration of what is. So much more than intended. But so much less than what is possible. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). My life is not my own. I love Jesus. I like words and finding new ways of crafting them together. This blog is for the purpose of using the latter to glorify the former. View my complete profile.
