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An elusive sadness permeates me this day.

There is no peace, it seems, in the world I know.

When darkness comes I yield and it rules.

My fleeting escape becomes a dream from which I awake and soon again I'm grasped by the lasting thing.

Claws of peril effortlessly pierce what is little more than a diaphanous cladding, itself often pawned by nothing more than an ego.

How does inward substance feel?

Where is resistance to the blight of anguish... the contamination of joy?

Is there no man within to lead to victory?

Will no banner pierce a higher ground within me?

My memories of goodness and plenty, now rancid fables of a life past its own living.

My feet long for the old path and the things that live from it.

It is for birth that I long, for the stuff of newness and for beginnings that smile fondly upon their own potential.

Gather 'round me, my old friends.

Come to me, Hope.

Hold my hand, Purpose.

Walk with me a short while that I might numb this unreal reality and dream a new vision into my existence.

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The following comments are for "I Pray"
by Tamir

In all its' meaning....lovely. Thank you for a lovely read!!!

( Posted by: Serendipity [Member] On: January 12, 2006 )

Tamir, wonderous
"It is for birth that I long, for the stuff of newness and for beginnings that smile fondly upon their own potential"

I truly enjoyed this bit of reality. I love the stuff of newness as well. This is entirely thought provoking. I will be back to read this one again. Thanks for sharing this, I love how you've written it out, the dreaming, that's me too!!


( Posted by: Dareva [Member] On: January 12, 2006 )

Thank you, ladies
We go through bad times and good. This is from my recent fellowship with both. The hard part for me was to make sure I did not neglect pursuing the latter.

Thank you for reading and for your thoughts,


( Posted by: Tamir [Member] On: January 12, 2006 )

Tamir and Pray...
I enjoyed all of this write, I could feel your words, feelings I can relate to...I'm sure others
can as well...The emotions and motion are flowing with a gentle tug of the heart...Quite nice...


( Posted by: Robinbird [Member] On: January 20, 2006 )

Thank you, Robin
I tried to make gentle what was experientially far from gentle. Communicating something like this is hard and I tried to find a way of less turbulence so that an event that made me speechless could be conveyed verbally. Thanks for enjoying it.

( Posted by: Tamir [Member] On: January 20, 2006 )

Don't forget.....
You have a friend.

( Posted by: brilliantlt [Member] On: February 9, 2006 )

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