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[bodytext] => I can’t quite be certain just how many times I’ve been here before... and honestly, I’m not sure that it matters.
I can feel the weight in the hour glass shifting, but not to an ending. It’s always the beginning of something.
Each grain representing something sacred within us all.
Sometimes the moments feel long and unending. Some are interrupted by tiny particles of the unexpected. Or simply, matters that we mind, or the matters that we don’t.
But oh, how I feel the wonder of it all coursing through my veins. My very blood a testament to its beauty and unknown.
Perhaps, I’m close to getting this right, and reaching that inner circle. On the other hand, perhaps I don’t want to.
I’m in awe of your wisdom.
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Behind the White Walls Grew An Apple Tree
Contributed by
Odessa19
on
Tuesday, 23rd July 2019 @ 12:46:38 PM in AEST
Topic:
ChristianPoetry
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I can’t quite be certain just how many times I’ve been here before... and honestly, I’m not sure that it matters.
I can feel the weight in the hour glass shifting, but not to an ending. It’s always the beginning of something.
Each grain representing something sacred within us all.
Sometimes the moments feel long and unending. Some are interrupted by tiny particles of the unexpected. Or simply, matters that we mind, or the matters that we don’t.
But oh, how I feel the wonder of it all coursing through my veins. My very blood a testament to its beauty and unknown.
Perhaps, I’m close to getting this right, and reaching that inner circle. On the other hand, perhaps I don’t want to.
I’m in awe of your wisdom.
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Odessa19
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2019-07-23 12:46:38] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Behind the White Walls Grew An Apple Tree
(User Rating: 1 ) by speedy on
Wednesday, 24th July 2019 @ 01:31:27 AM AEST (User
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Great write.
Hannah B |
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Re: Behind the White Walls Grew An Apple Tree
(User Rating: 1 ) by Jecks on
Friday, 26th July 2019 @ 06:07:17 PM AEST (User
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Profound. Also "feeling the wonder of it all" is one of my most favorite feelings ever. Nicely written. |
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Re: Behind the White Walls Grew An Apple Tree
(User Rating: 1 ) by Former_Member on
Sunday, 28th July 2019 @ 04:31:31 AM AEST (User
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I like this accord of a soul struggling
in this thought of a wide open expanse
where things grow by the nature of this green
Earth, yet, also knowing solemnly it was never
something any individuals self identity should be measured
by solely,
while feeling their soul, all things, that comprise one into
a soul.
with everything stitched together in mortal thought.
Peace! |
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Re: Behind the White Walls Grew An Apple Tree
(User Rating: 1 ) by redwest802 on
Tuesday, 6th August 2019 @ 01:30:40 AM AEST (User
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awesome work |
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Re: Behind the White Walls Grew An Apple Tree
(User Rating: 1 ) by reprobate on
Sunday, 18th August 2019 @ 10:52:10 PM AEST (User
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I/'/m not religious by any stretch but this does speak of the unknown wonder in life.
Nice write!
Thank you for sharing!!!
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