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[title] => Surprises Just Walking
[time] => 2005-01-18 15:34:26
[hometext] => Did ya ever...just have to get things out.
[bodytext] => Walking Slow, head hanging low. Watching the shadows The air so still and quiet, but for the gentle padding of your feet, against ole MOther Earth. My mind gets all alight My heart seems so free The freshness of it all Makes me feel real . I am not alone. The air fills me. The branches creep down and cradles , caressing me I let the sense of the Woodland carry me on. Leading me, Guiding me Just Taking me along. My real self all gone as We all knew. Only the wonders They show me Only wood Life before me. No crime, TV or Media crap Just sensing and smells and Wonders l"ve seen. So freely given. Eyes wide open . Like the very first time. What Peace I've found. If only I could take us there. Can one afford to share it around To tell others where it's found. That quiet place, A simplier time. I just wished a Wish then suddenly Swish Finding it all a fairytale dream The Joy of the woodland still engulfed me. How sad I feel. for it hadn't lasted long. The Morning Sun's ray spills over . Your senses return. And Bring you back down. But just in those moments this life was there. Regular Surprises Always will be. As long as I can dream and So can you. Peace Whisper [comments] => 1 [counter] => 174 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Whisper [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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