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[aid] => mick
[title] => Mother Nature Teaches Well
[time] => 2006-04-11 12:06:49
[hometext] => [[ Odd thoughts that came to me while driving ]]
[bodytext] => Coursing through the unknown breeze Territory not yet found. The trees reach over, watching attentively Much like that of a wedding for anticipation Lingering hands reaching to leap at your aid Merely there for your own enjoyment Reach forward, for the wedding to commence The marriage to my daily work. I ask for your hand every day, with another signature of low pay and they still stark over, still not yet breathing. Oh, the wait beyond it's patience The loyalty in it's entirety. Just one among many, on our way for a righteous ceremony Follow the leader; Have faith that he knows where he is going Perchance for freedom Follow the dwindling path, the shadows fall into their rightful places The branches of our witnesses fall submissively in a beautiful reclamation of what was once theirs. One will remain lost in the beauty that was lost. Reaching for our destination Divorce from everything habitual. A new path for the same end But the journey was well for the wait. They still stand proudly, with the occasional rebel still trying to reach for the rapture. But, beyond that of stature, and pride Lies the ones with the branches that waver in joyous celebration! Laugh! The end isn't for miles! Why!? Why are you looking away? Do you not see? Look! It is but a few inches from your face That beautifully scarred face The leaves of remedy wait to mend The curves of salvation are yours! They slither to capture Fall fluently into it's catacombs of oblivion To not "feel" anything is to feel everything Is that not what you wanted? To feel? [comments] => 0 [counter] => 152 [topic] => 73 [informant] => desolated_denial [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => abstract )
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