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Unfinished

  I am not a finished work I am becoming all will be known yesterday is gone we are living ….. You are a marvel Always know someone loves you that you do not see closer than your flesh to you Just when sorrow wants you to surrender own…
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Patience

  I have learned one thing the last few years. Pressure is not bad in this modern world one must learn to live with it cultivate patience because a person must be able to tolerate some frustration and disappointment to be prepared for…
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Look at what is in front of you

  Look at what is in front of you. Not what you desire not what you want but what spirit tells you to do and take the steps and I believe miracles will occur. We can not wait to be happy when things change we have to change inwardly and…
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Follow the voice

  Follow the voice of the darkness until it leads you to the brilliance let heart felt inspiration guide the footsteps all is joy joy holds all sorrow in its arms speaks stillness saying I love you sadness falls away kindles a music of…
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Beauty holds me

  Beauty holds me in its hand and hugs me more than I thought possible I am not alone The spirit graces me and touches me every day with gratitude underneath the yearning is a peace with no name that surpasses the senses the source of…
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Angels

  I know there are Angels You can feel them in your heart They are the answer to your problems when you feel torn apart Listen very closely, hear them stirring deep inside they turn the sadness into love give it nowhere to hide.   I…
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A Miracle

Right where you are there is a miracle awaiting you within your own heart and consciousness in the sigh there is mercy and hope for wisdom is within you a code to live by not written with wordsor thoughts published in your blood streamthis…
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The moments that are no more still live

  Eternally the moments that are no more still live echo throughout the World sing the many songs of joy life can be glorious and we have lived the glory in the experiences we have shared already walking the Downs where blackberries , cows…
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Ghost of Wordsworth

  I thought I saw the ghost of Wordsworth last night Dancing across the Lakes I heard his voice in the wind sweeping over me A cold chill went up my spine bringing me to my knees and my reality for he is not just a poet but a translator of…
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Illuminated

  industrious imperceptible snatches of reality flash by the screen of my consciousness and glimpses are revealed of a truth so vast it is impossible to grasp in one gigantic gulp or overview This life is a dimly lit barely open crack of…