I want to live as poets and dreamers, lovers
and abundant-life livers.

I want to eat a simple meal from scratch
off dishes we have made, partnering with earth.

I want to grow raspberries in the living room.

I want to open our door to criminals and bums,
giving freely so they won't have to steal,
setting a place and saving a bed every night
for the unnannounced, but ever-invited, guest.
That angel.

I want to teach my children, and others perhaps,
and never send them away.

I want to love my wife passionately,
both in public and in private. I want
to kiss in front of our children.

I want to worship together, play together,
live together, pray together.

I want to disconnect completely from our culture
so that we can enter back into it fully
as healers.

These--
these are but dreams and desires;
they are not conditions or demands.

But here is a condition--
unless your own dreams have a similar scent,
a familiar taste,
then there really is no point in continuing this discussion.

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Dear Veronica Contributed by banjo on Thursday, 31st July 2003 @ 04:35:00 PM in AEST Topic: LovePoetry I want to live as poets and dreamers, lovers and abundant-life livers. I want to eat a simple meal from scratch off dishes we have made, partnering with earth. I want to grow raspberries in the living room. I want to open our door to criminals and bums, giving freely so they won't have to steal, setting a place and saving a bed every night for the unnannounced, but ever-invited, guest. That angel. I want to teach my children, and others perhaps, and never send them away. I want to love my wife passionately, both in public and in private. I want to kiss in front of our children. I want to worship together, play together, live together, pray together. I want to disconnect completely from our culture so that we can enter back into it fully as healers. These-- these are but dreams and desires; they are not conditions or demands. But here is a condition-- unless your own dreams have a similar scent, a familiar taste, then there really is no point in continuing this discussion. Copyright © banjo ... [ 2003-07-31 16:35:00] (Date/Time posted on site) Advertisments: Previous Posted Poem         | |         Next Posted Poem

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Re: Dear Veronica (User Rating: 0 ) by Former_Member on Thursday, 31st July 2003 @ 05:17:51 PM AEST (User Info | Send a Message) as a healer, teacher, passionate wife and mother..........i thoroughly enjoyed what you had to say