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Name: Rosie
Birthday: 8/22/1986
Gender: Female
Interests: trying new thingsbeing a wave (and riding them)crazy nights, crazy people, my family, my roomateslove, and light
Occupation: Student
Industry: Engineering, Science
Message: message me
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AIM:  roseh822
Member Since:
10/20/2005
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| Sometimes the heart just cries
out to let go of this
no
not now
but why, how
and I don't want to go through this.
Can't get passed this moment.
And sometimes we go on floating
not knowing our power
to stop the world from unfolding without compassion
Without grace to stop things from changing
Or hope for our final prayers.
Not knowing how much a loving heart beat
can become our lives.
But the heart cries
Who's willing to reach
out
to teach me how to get through this
what life is
and what we have to do without
Always remembering when and where
but not sure how to go to this.
Brilliance of light
life and lingering mystery
it's time for the shoulders
to take a stand
and be with every man.
We are one.
One heart beat
one cry
One distant feat without knowing why.
Stop the ends for needing to be mends
for brilliance, boldness is the feat
The future is in our dreams
Which way do we go
Breathe
In with me
Breathe
Out doubts and lies
Breath
makes or breaks the self
Exhale
knowing, within
Savasana and time
Shape the brilliance that is wise. | | |
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Inhale, the breath of life becoming
Distinct in life left without becoming
Risen to the challenge
Given site
Depths to reach
A knight
Circle the life
Let it linger without given a distinction but a ringer
Open, and inhale
The world rearranges
Within the circumvent
digestion brings.
Wind whisper chimes
Gentle rain drops
Give the lift in time.
What's winking
Where're the wings
Bring the flutter flutter
of peaceful things.
Breathe in the breath it brings
On time, with the chimes
That carry on the wind
Everything, every day
That man did need to begin.
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| What can I behold
But faith as synchronicity unfolds
And teeming questions
Slip through glisten winter's whisper,
of melting snow.
As boxed, unfold, and motion disconnects predictions told
The owl's inward sing, Lakshmi comes back again
And canyon's bare her trialed walls, wind keeps her up for sacred falls.
[Durga]
What is time, but God at your side
And love, but Releasing what we hide?
What can I withhold
But lash from whetted snowflake's hold
And a drip, dropped spiral
As Earth turns slow.
Not for a moment, but seconds pushed aside
And what is music, but pixels gridded trial
1,000 words to paint you red
In hopes that time progresses depth in partnered said.
Chanel passion, where desire hasn't led.
And know your power, sight through heart, in stead.
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| Comma to comma bind
Stuck between et cetera and the hands of time
Pivot the focus, shift the mines
Sew continuation to lives tried
Realizing, centered, hearing your call
Choose to follow fathers
For (in) faith's foundation
Build permeable, protecting walls.
Churning, churning septic waters
Drink youthful endeavor
Tap in light, heavenly daughters
Wisdom's experience, experience knows
All signs of self, loving, yields life where eternity grows
Sentence: structure, confu(se/cius) wonder
Rigid sublime,
green waves from branches
Falls behind
but, Heart red maple leaves
From firmly rooted trees
Less the erosion, wash away
Today's watching for tomorrows:
Coupled moment fulcrum find.
Sun's shadow on Mercury's enlightened side
Visibilities blight where twilight hides
Apollo whispers: fruit bears dry
Who am I to ask you to conquer
The un (dying) selfish tides?
Velocity: ponder efficiencies, cleaning skies
Speed: build destruction and turn the peaceful blind.
Turn in chaos matters, and matter resign.
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| So weathering means
Raking the leaves of your sorrow, in Summer's ending
So weathering means
The drip, drop, run, stream of life that flows from your touching snow-capped mountains
So weathering means
My hope springs from the dance of newly budded flowers
So weathering means
The stagnation of distraction, wantingly, drawing inward, from the well of passion
So weathering means
a life time of ventured digressions
Where perfection stands, true nature at hand
And all the seeds, leaves, and clouds seem to be whispering
Follow me, flows of life will help you drink from the fountain
In Falls - the coloring shows, a spectrum of satisfaction
Death upon flight, as we give up the fight and submit
To covering grounds, before crystals sprawl, arranging latent compassion
So weathering means
We overfill bays, springs, and glory, the means
In the melting of beaches, submitting to Ocean's gentle rocking
So weathering means
Scars grow between, for the beauty of human interaction
So weathering means, time will pass and redeem
The experience of our greatest attraction.
Painting: The Finished Image© Karen Bonaker
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