Thyris Taylor

I rush outside right after breakfast. There is not much time.
The morning air is cool and fragrant with the smell of
honeysuckle vines, Dogwood trees and flowering Magnolias.
Birds are chirping and singing in the early morning light.
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I happen upon her in a place of music, drink
and polite conversation. She has approachable
bright eyes and a lovely posture.
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Lord hav mercy heah come Mr. Charlie,
He gone want his rent money,
and I sho don'tgot it.
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Gossamer wings with beautiful colors.
very friendly, peaceful and lovable.

So many we take them for granted
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A storm rolls in on the wind,
lightening follows thunder,
rain fall soaks all exit yonder.
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Once I stood tall and straight with muscles flexible and strong.
My movement through space and time was strong and graceful.
My spirit soared like a bird in flight. My strength was everlasting.
Now I fade.
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Sara Sue
A ball of mirthful fur
challenging a loving hand
with a claw, and a bite,
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The leaves on the trees are starting to turn. Plants are morphing intodormant states, or completing their journey on this plane of existence. It is the Maker who decides.

Squirrels, bears, and other animals that hibernate are preparing for their long, deserved winter sleep. They find dens, gather food, put on fat, it is time. They await signs from the Maker.
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We worship your nature to extend life to the faithful.
You with the power, our Goddess of the fountain.
Would you grant an audience to the old souls,
so we can request that which only you can fulfill.
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Love is very much like fire. It offers warmth and energy. It offers vitality and emotional connectedness.

When you stare into a fire and watch the dancing flames it is beautiful, hypnotic, and leaves a warm after-glow. Fire is nature in it's most raw form.
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My favorite time of year is unabashedly clear.
It is when the faithful celebrate Christmas.
Now on Christmas Day I get up and pray,
in the way that all the faithful are taught.
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It's an oily Summer.
What a bummer.
Dead birds and dirty waters,
no work for fisherman fathers.
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Gentle Joseph wise and strong,
what do thy glean, is Mary thine own.
Do ye think it is worth thy while,
a virgin wife who is with child.
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When I'm in my bathroom
It seems that time stands still.
There are no clocks, and
I wear the only shoes that
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The Sun rises each day in the east,
like a new baby being born.
its light reaches over the horizon,
the brilliance wakes the morn.
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Pretty little birds welcome to the world,
and welcome to my garden.
Stay as long as you like. Learn to
fly like a kite. Visit as often as you can.
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