Linda May Fox
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Linda May Fox Poems
A man of time gone by, stood alone So much suffering, so much pain Carried from a boy to fragments of a man Was there once a glimmering flame?
A Rivers Journey
As I gaze at the swaying branches Covering shadows hovering in trickling light, I feel the breeze that enfolds, then leaves, Like the echo of a silent whisper, as it takes flight!
God And Humanity
In the eyes of God We are all equal, So should it be In the eyes of humanity!
A Shadow In A Festival
As the sun goes down and the lights begin to fade, A blaze of red shadows the sky And a fountain of lights sparkle to a great cascade. I'm lost in a world where silence fills all time.
Reflections On Connections
Look within, without, beyond and you will see Life belongs to all to be free. Listen, see, believe or believe not, We are all one, together.
A Beauty Of Darkness
In darkness you can often see more, A beautiful picture Revealing a glimpse of creation In one illuminating scene,
A Picture Of Autumn
As I wander through the carpet of gold Amidst the sparkling pillars of life, waiting for a secret to unfold, I see a place, a time beyond As a memory fades into the breeze, and is gone.
Darkness And Light
The darkness of the night And the burning light in sight, The stillness of silence The darkness and loneliness.
More Than A Story
Life is full of stories! Pictures tell stories, Stories past, and stories to come. And stories of our time.
The last days of summer Nearing to winter Long lazy days Remembered as they fade.
There is a land so far away, A land where we dream and stay Where angels sing to the tune Of the trickling stream
A Spectacle Of A Life Time
As the sun filled the sky The spirits of life lifted high Touched with warmth and light Waited in joy for a wondrous sight.
A Journey Beyond
We know not of the secrets of life untold, But as we journey onward To relieve our thirst, in the refreshing springs of renewal, Soak up the warmth, in the sweet sunny meadows,
As I enter the musty, stone room, Just beneath the realms of what we know, The awe of another world, consumes my very soul! And beckons me further through this living tomb.
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A man of time gone by, stood alone
So much suffering, so much pain
Carried from a boy to fragments of a man
Was there once a glimmering flame?
An endless search held fast in the rules of time
For the spirit of peace from whence he came
A freedom to capture from what was once known
From beating flesh which once had flown.
Visions of a hand held out through the barriers of time
To bring forth a hope from the buried depths to that place to come
And the silent whisper from the comforting breast of long ago
The hand of nurture where we in wholeness ...