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User ID: 230418 United States 05/06/2007 03:21 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | LANGUAGE OF THE AWAKENED HEART Quoting: † a wandererChildren's Inspirational Poetry © 2000 Fund For Global Awakening [link to www.ffga.org] This is for You I will give you my treasures I kept for a long time. I will give you a petal that falls from a rose. I will give you the first golden leaf that falls in autumn. I will give you the sunken diamond that shines more than the sun. I will give you my last treasure, the seashell that echoes like the ocean. ~ Sierra, 2nd grade --- In the New Millennium I see the birds falling from up above. I hear kids crying everywhere. I feel the wind going through my face. I discover water yellow like the sun. I heal the millennium, by bringing some peace to the new world, by growing flowers, and then the birds will be singing to the world. ~ Yasmin 7th grade Wanderer ~ Beautiful!!! I thank greatly for being able to see this :) :) :)!!! Much love!! O, ~ Allie P.S. I asked you some questions on the "Fifth Dimension" thread. Trying to re-open it at your request :D! [link to Simplelight.net] OPEN! New Messages: available on the first of each month. Email: [email protected] |
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(OP) User ID: 231557 United States 05/06/2007 03:27 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | My heart is a rainbow of colors. Inside my heart is a trapped bird waiting to be set free. My heart is the moon shining in the night sky. My heart is a dolphin free in the ocean. My heart is a pine tree With snow on its branches. ~ Jenna, 5th grade It reminds me of a song by Sting: Inside Inside the doors are sealed to love Inside my heart is sleeping Inside the fingers of my glove Inside the bones of my right hand Inside it's colder than the stars Inside the dogs are weeping Inside the circus of the wind Inside the clocks are filled with sand Inside she'll never hurt me Inside the winter's creeping Inside the compass of the night Inside the folding of the land Outside the stars are turning Outside the world's still burning Inside my head's a box of stars I never dared to open Inside the wounded hide their scars, inside this lonesome sparrow's fall Inside the songs of our defeat, they sing of treaties broken Inside this army's in retreat, we hide beneath the thunder's call Outside the rain keeps falling Outside the drums are calling Outside the flood won't wait Outside they're hammering down the gate Love is the child of an endless war Love is an open wound still raw Love is a shameless banner unfurled Love's an explosion, Love is the fire of the world Love is a violent star A tide of destruction Love is an angry scar A violation, a mutilation, capitulation, love is annihilation. Inside the failures of the light, the night is wrapped around me Inside my eyes deny their sight, you'd never find me in this place Inside we're hidden from the moonlight, we shift between the shadows Inside the compass of the night, inside the memory of your face Outside the walls are shaking Inside the dogs are waking Outside the hurricane won't wait Inside they're howling down the gate Love is the child of an endless war Love is an open wound still raw Love is a shameless banner unfurled Love's an explosion, Love is the fire at the end of the world Love is a violent star A tide of destruction Love is an angry scar The pain of instruction Love is a violation, a mutilation, capitulation, Love is annihilation. I climb this tower inside my head A spiral stair above my bed I dream the stairs don't ask me why, I throw myself into the sky Love me like a baby, love me like an only child Love me like an ocean; love me like a mother mild Love me like a father, love me like a prodigal son Love me like a sister, love me like the world has just begun Love me like a prodigy, love me like an idiot boy, Love me like an innocent, love me like your favorite toy Love me like a virgin, love me like a courtesan, Love me like a sinner, love me like a dying man. Annihilate me, infiltrate me, incinerate me, accelerate me, mutilate me, inundate me, violate me, implicate me, vindicate me, devastate me Love me like a parasite, love me like a dying sun Love me like a criminal, love me like a man on the run Radiate me, subjugate me, incubate me, recreate me, demarcate me, educate me, punctuate me, evaluate me, conjugate me, impregnate me, designate me, humiliate me, segregate me, opiate me, calibrate me, replicate me Thanks Allie, I will check the thread - Much Peace and Love, † Dreaming Days are Through |
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nrg - unlogged User ID: 892 United States 09/17/2007 12:34 PM Report Abusive Post Report Copyright Violation | Well, I read a book by a preacher man about a purpose-driven life And I read a guru who had a plan to get above all our strife Then here’s a channeling mystic princess who sees a new awakening And a virulent internet bible church that feels the whole world quaking. I read where aroma and color and focus will bring a clarity of vision Some say we can meld with celestial swells in some kind of cosmic emission. There’s a photon belt, and if we are svelte, we can get through without any attrition And then if we’ll tune our senses each day, there will come a revelatory commission. I read where apartheid has hit the middle east, spiritual energies are in remission But concentrated prayer and meditation and thoughts will make some psychic corrections I hear that we are just like we think that we are, and we always get our intentions And if we could use more than 1 percent of our brain, we could really fill some petitions. I read there’s a one hundredth monkey who’s key to washing potatoes and minds I hear energies are quickening but the planet is sickening, and some will be left behind But spaceships are here, ET’s aren’t to fear. They’re here to help with evacuation Luminaries will be board, they’ll welcome the hoard of scared souls leaving on vacation. I read about the joys of drumming and dowsing and the days of astrological action. About casting spells, chanting mantras and truth bells, all to get some spiritual traction I read Chopra and Weil, and Williamson and Walsch, Urantia, and A Course in Miracles. I think they’re all right, none of them up-tight and all showing the right empiricals. I read about angels, everywhere serving, and ghosts that slip just in our view In spiritual places, hauntingly rated, a specter that looks like Aunt Lou! I hear spirits are materializing, decimination talk rising, many getting heavenly clues To prophesy the future, no matter it be neutered by what God keeps outside our purview. I’ve read and heard so much, wisdom and nonesuch, that I don’t really know what I know. I just know that I grow, albeit be slow, when I just keep the row under the hoe. I’ll just keep reading and thinking and blinking when something doesn’t seem like it should. Know I don’t really know but will explore as I go, then I’ll have done the best that I could. Hey! Let’s all do that and love one another. |