the poetic life
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I have been told of Life, Love, Soul, Death
Which of them is driving the passion that shakes me repeatedly?
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Love Beholding Hearts do not Break
An eye spots a flowerrecognizes beautyabsorbsheart and mind absorb free of expectations (Why ever expect anything, when the presence of beauty is a gift in itself)One deep lookand all the world is those petalsthe universe that flower Just the sameonce an eye recognizes beauty in a human flowerexpectations arrive deadThe absorption is deepPure joyThe same…
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Beauty is a Gift
Beauty is a gift to the gift of pure perception.
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Surrender
…to being magnificent. Humbly magnificent.
Sila Blume 