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And when life places before me challenges to face and hurdles to surmount I will prevail with all the substance I can muster, because I can
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Fighting for Peace, the quintessential contradiction
Akin to fornicating for chastity
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Few things fill my soul to the brim
Like the love for my three daughters.
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Evil comes in many colors; rationalized violence,
Intellectualizations posing as purported policies.
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We are hardwired to be happy,
Yet defy this from places of fear.
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In shrouded stillness the sacred heart fluent in loving awareness, muted in self imposed exile,
craving what it rejects,cries in muffled l
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Sitting by the sleeping shores, immersed in sacred musings. Associations freed from prospects the mind meanders playfully
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Enmeshed with grief, shunted by disbelief Failing to pass scrutiny and, due diligence of the heart
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My story is me
I’m true to my story
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The holy grail you seek quite likely sleeps within
The casualty heaps that haunt you
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A languorous body rush Opens me up
I pour it out And fill your saucer
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Speak your piece,
In your untainted voice
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Where I am yours and you are mine
In a garden of corporeal delights
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Desires forever streaming from the hopeful heart, Do not disturb the mindful spirit
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Desires armed with unfaltering focus
Fix their crosshairs on your image
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Ceaseless desires blind us from moments of
Sleeping beauty in the reality as it exists here and now
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We are inherently good
Choose love.
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Her phone call spurs a delicate dance between,
More than friends…but less than lovers
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Questions not seeking answers,
Only introspection Devoid of judgment
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Your heart safe behind wild wounded walls
Independence cloaked over reclusive
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Somewhere between simple and complex Lies the meandering path Leading to the epicenter Of every sentient being’s core
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Your silence thunders with clarity
Unrivalled by words
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Imagine … Hungry hands,
Searching lips, My searing mouth
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You are the doorway to sweet surrender
Nocturnal longings realized
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To walk in earnest On roads less traveled
To believe In things I cannot see
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Precariously perched
On the escarpment of commitment
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Make me scream, She implored…
I’ll make you howl, He whispers
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That voracious, supercharged, first kiss.
Knocked the hour glass on its side
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Templates for the living
Taking paths of least resistance
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All that matters is in the now
Your are either now here
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I am one with what surrounds me
Boundaries disappear
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Passionately loving like a runaway train...
Lingering for hours in raptured cuddles...
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For some of us it seems the process of letting go
Leaves claw marks on the walls of the soul.
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Melancholy mistress
Drives a stake through his grizzled pain
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Faith in all things possible
Faith reconciled
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