Resisting temptations of evening bliss, wanting only to
relax and become what I must for early morning sunrises.
Gently beckoning toward eclipses of yesterday's moods
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Takers of the world are unable to be unselfish,
never compassionate, always looking for ways to
take advantage of others.
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Talented essences permeate my being, waking stored energy,
pushing it towards the morning sun, unbelievably torrid,
yet inspiring.
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Foxily hiding beneath prose, slyly encouraging thought
to extract itself from images of memories and being
brought out for solutions of puzzling visions.
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Walking sticks carrying
nature into depths.
Charging it with a
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Signals sending phrases, omens of future treasures
standing aside, watching for their moments to become
a party in mind's imagination.
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Heavenly signs from above,
showing themselves in
answers to prayers.
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Strengthening resolve and it's stubborn attitude,
predicting lengths of analyzing rhythms in timeless
editions of prose.
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Rejoicing in Christmas seasons, feeling alive with yuletime
songs and decorations.
Smiling, walking, wishing all you meet a Merry Christmas and
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Rocking through centuries of music, enhancing our lives
with it's melodic rhythm and usefulness in times of stress.
Relaxing, resting, listening as we carry on our daily lives
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