Wednesday, June 18, 2008

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Out of the sea the sun aborning Not adorned but all adorning
With His awesome light of morning Says to you 'Come! My Mavoorning! '
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Spiraling blue spruce spires... their steeples point to blue star fire.... the Breath of Spirit moves their lyres
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Saiom Shriver
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Sue Ann Simar 18 June 2008

I enjoyed reading and considering your ideas even though I didn't find this particularly prayerful or meditative

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Subbaraman N V 18 June 2008

An excellent expression! Beautifully presented!

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