orbs are dancing
venus animates mars
men so credulous
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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I am where the valleys are deep, the mountains are high, and the wind moans through trees...
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thank you for sharing my poem with your readers
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Melancholia.
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Indeed she does; indeed we chaps are. Bravo Paul.
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cheers, mike
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I’ll take dancing celestial orbs any day.
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the music of life
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This is my newest new blog–just tryin’ to help you keep track (Caddo). Great photo with your poem, by the by.
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oh, my – you have so many voices
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It’s a little crazy, maybe endearing, how it perks me up to start a new blog.
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I’m pleased to see you enjoy yourself
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❤ 🙂
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Yes, she does hold the whip hand.
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the upper hand
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