Illustration from 1000awesomethings.com
the mind that made fire
lives in your head
stone age genes
spark your instincts
and stardust released
in the first burst of universe
habits your helices
organic raiment
distinctively yours
but just borrowed until
you release them again
the unbreakable links of
all men to all things for all time
Writer Lynne Sargent
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Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte
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no dust here
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All you touch and all you see / is all your life will ever be
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I am where the valleys are deep, the mountains are high, and the wind moans through trees...
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very nice and true
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thanks, Bee
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Reblogged this on annjohnsonmurphreeauthor and commented:
Outstanding job, thank you for sharing. AJM
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Beautiful and thought provoking.
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your comments are always appreciated
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Reblogged this on WANDA S. PARYLA.
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Reblogged this on Poesy plus Polemics.
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I think Darwin would have run with this one!
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that would be a sight
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Reblogged this on OUR POETRY CORNER.
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thanks for sharing my poem with your readers
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Ah, this goes a long way in explaining why I always feel as if I am sister to the sea and stars. Thank you for a most intriguing poem.
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as are we all
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This is beautiful! When people think about where they come from, they usually think of their family, but this ties all humanity. =)
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we are all from the same stuff
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