Life does not stand still
It is always on the move,
towards being or
non-being.
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Where have all my loves gone?
Am I part of a part,
Without significance,
or a whole being of consequence.
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The Northern Lights
Look dim and pale
As one looks out
Beyond the veil
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My prayer seems to come
Out of a need for meaning,
Out of a need for becoming,
Out of a need for letting go,
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My voyage is also
Sometimes, on a river.
The river is gentler.
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Mountains are a challenge to the beholder
They are full of promise.
Climb me and you will be lifted to a height
From which the world will look different.
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My centre is where I find deepest and truest meaning.
It is the quiet place, where I stop searching-
Looking for and seeking answers.
I rest at my centre and behold all that I have been seeking,
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I am becoming a person, a woman,
A Christian, a religious.
I am not these yet- in a finished way.
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As fiery arrow speeds
Its way beyond the
Sky we see each day.
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Probing is going deeper.
Probing is realizing,
I am always
On the surface.
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