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Out of place am I...or perhaps out of time
Oft I know not which, but out of pace I go.
My drummer has his own rythm and I my own rhyme
and together we trek along, glad for a quiet stroll through Eden.

Eden is all around us: you and I amidst Creation --
what a joy to live this day!
Open your eyes, open your ears, open your mind, open your heart
to the sights, the sounds, the music echoing in your ears.
Breathe deep to smell and taste, reach out and feel and open your soul
to the Truth -- the vitality -- that is always at hand, ever near.


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The following comments are for "A Quiet Stroll Through Eden"
by Nepsis

The Comforts of Eden
We are right at home in Eden
when comfortable...
in our Hearts

( Posted by: awhippingflame [Member] On: August 8, 2016 )

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