Poetry In dance.. a look at the magic that transpires before us each and every morning and all the way through the dark of night
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Friday, January 25, 2008
I can...
When the world around you flows gently in the breeze
touching you with kindness, the hearts shadows the
beauty and reflects in the sun's rays the joy of life.
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It is true that we have, we will and we can.
Live and love every second of life.
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I can
With your embrace both near and far,
I can conquer when loneliness comes to call.
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With your smile so warm and bright, I can
challenge the daily fight.
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When truth a path through thicket clears
all the answers soon a appear.
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When dreams comfront at realities door
it's time for us to re-explore.
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Inspire Me!
On The Marble Floor
Heel tapping on the marble floor,
only spirit is mine and yours.
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Everyday a little bit more, of love
and laughter from my favorite shore.
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Heel tapping and we're hand and hand,
friends dreaming from land to land.
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Each night it all comes true, when I
close my eyes and I'm there with you.
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Crazy in our own right, some might say
we are an amazing sight.
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Dancing on those marble floors, a little
closer and we're through the door.
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Arm and arm I'll walk with you,
through any sky, gray or blue.
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I wait each morning to awake, to
hear your voice as it removes the
shakes.
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Lips to lips might be a dream but
heart to heart is reality.
Heel tapping on the marble floor,
only spirit is mine and yours.
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Everyday a little bit more, of love
and laughter from my favorite shore.
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Heel tapping and we're hand and hand,
friends dreaming from land to land.
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Each night it all comes true, when I
close my eyes and I'm there with you.
~
Crazy in our own right, some might say
we are an amazing sight.
~
Dancing on those marble floors, a little
closer and we're through the door.
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Arm and arm I'll walk with you,
through any sky, gray or blue.
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I wait each morning to awake, to
hear your voice as it removes the
shakes.
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Lips to lips might be a dream but
heart to heart is reality.
Caught between a promise and reality,
one based on dreams and the other on
wind blown debris.
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Toying with my heart I can barely see,
a top the mountains and beyond the sea.
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Ping, pang goes my heart, you had control
from the very start.
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one based on dreams and the other on
wind blown debris.
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Toying with my heart I can barely see,
a top the mountains and beyond the sea.
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Ping, pang goes my heart, you had control
from the very start.
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Tracing trouble from you to me had me
falling on my knees.
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Begging you to never disappear, I don't know
what I'd do if you were never here.
Monday, January 14, 2008
Friday, January 11, 2008
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
Monday, January 7, 2008
Friday, January 4, 2008
Thursday, January 3, 2008
Monday, December 31, 2007
Tonight I Celebrate My Love For You
Closes eyes and holds close all the memories all the moments we shared and all the dreams that still await us in the future. I cannot tell you how beautiful life is when your here and magical and wonderful... it's because of you are.. and who I am when I am with you.
Saturday, December 29, 2007
The Hawk
Skies of gray without a hint of the rays of sunlight and the stillness of the trees lacked the vitality and color of the the previous season. No harsh winds or snow visit as the unseasonal weather tempted me to stay a little longer outdoors. On my routine visit to feed the chickens, I caught sight of a hawk perched high up in the tree. I stood there in amazement staring as he spread his wings wide preparing for flight. The natural balance of nature and a close up view of the biological food chain. All of us are dependent upon another person or another thing for our very survival, at least in a healthy social setting. This was different, the hawk gliding through the trees as if to command the air around him, beautiful and free. Fearing one of his few threats, man.
The hawk perched awaiting its prey allowed me relatively close as it did not appear afraid. You have to appreciate its stance in the chain, as it only kills what it needs to sustain. It doesn't fight for money, religion or for land , there's allot to be taught to the angered man. Nature natural selection is survival of the strong, as a people I believe we are doing something wrong.
Rachel Charlotte Miller c 2005
Friday, December 28, 2007
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