Frolicking and having fun down memory lane while listening
to an accordion player bring the past into our present here
at the center.
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Blank pages of my mind are waiting to be filled with answers,
explanations and picturesque designs, with landscapes filling
in patterns to enhance their intellectual meanings.
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Amazing truths are being explicitly seen in depths of new
rhythms, delving into all knowledge heretofore learned
and used.
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Sounds of Indian drums bouncing into this mind, capturing
and enlivening inner spirituality.
Magnificent and bountiful, an eight year old child dancing
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Beautiful afternoon at an Indian Festival, trees spread
out, reaching towards heaven, white rippled clouds touch
my heart.
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Rushing rapidly into streets of America, holding onto the
freedom I was born into, thanks to our vets who lived,
sacrificed and protected all of us.
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Rushing into crowds at times, enjoying the conversations
and diversity of all people that I meet.
Learning personal histories without even asking a single
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Silently and very quietly, this life is beginning to
expire even more.
Taking future visions, placing them on photographic
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Blood flowing and pulsing through a beating heart,
never wavering in it's goal of providing life to
those of us living in depths of it's desires.
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Sensing moods of relaxation stirring within, taking
pleasure in feelings entering my being.
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