Waving to rhythms of tomorrow, knowing they will be born
within poems that are being written, responding interior-
ly to a spirituality that has been within this being.
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Checking in on this traveling rhythm, keeping up with its
tempo, pacing everything to measures of time and its heart-
warming chords continuing to play every moment of time.
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Watching shadows moving on the walls, no destination for
they cannot move unless the one who's shadow it is moves
out and into the world once again.
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Drums beating individual rhythms in the night, enticing
us into a current of music flowing through our beings,
taking us well into the wonder of being alive.
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Riding in the saddle of a becoming horizon, loving the
scenery as it flows past, going down the road of being.
A lasting impression that always takes over, giving an
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Ready to become the music tonight, letting it touch
and rearrange attitudes of living, enjoying feelings
it adorns this being with.
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Leaving heartaches and loss of life on sidelines
along the way, as many thoughts hold onto the
energy of living.
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Many people wander through their lives, wanting more
from it, yet never really striving for anything, just
wasting their lives away.
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Women learn early on in life that love is fickle and
untrue, learning that trust can never be given for
there is no reasoning or logical answer to be given
through the years.
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Walking up and down mountain pathways made by the
wildlife that lives there alone usually, people
invading their habitats and space.
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