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Walking though the woods--my poem!
Walking through the woods
by Shanti Shaharazade Texeira
Walking through the woods, the forest and the trees
Is where my spirit yearns and hungers to be free
A blanket of darkness to caress and hide my soul
to lose myself in the depths of shadows so familiar and yet so old
You would think that the loneliness of my solitude would do me in
there you'd be mistaken, my adventure and life would just begin
There has to be more to this life, than paying the monthly bills
I've tried, yearned, learned, read written, painted to my fill.
and yet
There has to be more, more I haven't found
Like an elusive butterfly, won't be kept and won't be bound
I have to keep this faith, in these magical beings
For if i lose this belief then what wonder would life bring?
So forgive me if my mind wanders
Onto brighter, more mystical things
If I seem not to pay attention
to the worlds trivial mundane mutterings
for wouldn't it be grand
if i came and took by the hand
leading you to the moonlit silvery lake
where festivities of fairies we would partake.
Copyright © 2009
by Shanti Shaharazade Texeira
Walking through the woods, the forest and the trees
Is where my spirit yearns and hungers to be free
A blanket of darkness to caress and hide my soul
to lose myself in the depths of shadows so familiar and yet so old
You would think that the loneliness of my solitude would do me in
there you'd be mistaken, my adventure and life would just begin
There has to be more to this life, than paying the monthly bills
I've tried, yearned, learned, read written, painted to my fill.
and yet
There has to be more, more I haven't found
Like an elusive butterfly, won't be kept and won't be bound
I have to keep this faith, in these magical beings
For if i lose this belief then what wonder would life bring?
So forgive me if my mind wanders
Onto brighter, more mystical things
If I seem not to pay attention
to the worlds trivial mundane mutterings
for wouldn't it be grand
if i came and took by the hand
leading you to the moonlit silvery lake
where festivities of fairies we would partake.
Copyright © 2009
Comment
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Comment by Shanti Shaharazade on December 29, 2009 at 4:17am
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thank you my lovely ladies, I have to remind MYSELF of what is REAL to me!! xooxo love n light!
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Comment by Tara on December 22, 2009 at 8:34am
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Oh Shanti, this is beautiful. Thank you so much.
Multi Dimensional Reality
The world as you know it - all that you see, taste, feel and touch, comprises only about 5% of all of the stuff of the universe. The other 95% is what we have considered "nothing" or the "firmament" or dark matter or the heavens or mystic Other Worlds. This 95% is multi-dimensional and consists of potential realities that may be perceived.
A single thought...a mere whisper, ...... barely upon a breeze that catches a spark... all is tinder before the firestorm... and yet.
ONLY that whisper
ONLY that thought
the world is forever changed beyond the fears and dreams of cardboard men.
Freedom and change starts within:
It is encouraged by truth and courage of people who love
Built by the respect of true beings standing as one before each other.
Lets us cross every man made borders
without fear stare into eyes and hearts of all our brothers and sisters: within our words without shouting,or force to hold each to our truths; and let us without fear freely share what works...
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