Saiom Shriver ( 10 of 55 )
My love for you
a yearling became
many eons ago.
My love for you
a yearling became
many eons ago.
They called the wind
lackadaisical..
but because he in freedom blows
the world will never
lack for daisies..
(to Laurie read more
They called the wind
lackadaisical..
but because he in freedom blows
the world will never
lack for daisies..
(to Laurie Otto Milwaukee Wisconsin advocate of wild lawns)
http://www.epa.gov/greenacres
http://www.egroups.com/messages/nomow108/1.
The dousing wand
The lightning rod
Conductor's baton
Will's aligned spine
They find the water,
invoke the lightning
attract the read more
The dousing wand
The lightning rod
Conductor's baton
Will's aligned spine
They find the water,
invoke the lightning
attract the music
and summon angels' aid.
Love, not force, rides the horse.
Love, not force, rides the horse.
He needn't reach the stars..
stars' light reaches him..
He needn't climb to God.
Inside him .. Elohim.
He needn't reach the stars..
stars' light reaches him..
He needn't climb to God.
Inside him .. Elohim.
Busy bees chased
the bloom chaste
Though
they crawled on her
clothes
her petals unfolded
and those held close
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Busy bees chased
the bloom chaste
Though
they crawled on her
clothes
her petals unfolded
and those held close
still ever faithful
to the sun
is the everpure rose
Whether her hue
is violet or rose
Whether she grows
in freedom or rows
ever to God
in waves arose
the love perfume
from the heart of the rose.
It snows at sea.. quiet.... falls in flakes * melting designs**
leave form for All.
It snows at sea.. quiet.... falls in flakes * melting designs**
leave form for All.
61 died that day in the 1st infantry..in Vietnam..
two? rows of body bags.. the fruit of war...drying in read more
61 died that day in the 1st infantry..in Vietnam..
two? rows of body bags.. the fruit of war...drying in the sun.
HEART PERFUME
A rose fullblown
is the opentoall heart
.. fragrance flows from it
.. the perfume of love.
HEART PERFUME
A rose fullblown
is the opentoall heart
.. fragrance flows from it
.. the perfume of love.
You are the nectar, the hummingbird, the clover.
You are the bloom, the
bee, the OerHoverer.
You are read more
You are the nectar, the hummingbird, the clover.
You are the bloom, the
bee, the OerHoverer.
You are the child, the bond and the mother.
You
are the Love, the Beloved, the Lover.
(to our mother).
