Unashamed I am.... like a Doe who test the meadow running free for her desire, I too run free... untamed as the youthful colt, who test the ground in a valiant moment, I tap into the resources that can be mine... plotting little excepting much.. It is the nature of one's soul though lost in a hectic moment... I do for my heart what no one else can, I see the vision of what is shared of what can be mine...... the trees, the oceans, the asters blooming.... the complexity of creation... the intensity of its beauty. the only clock is that of nature's seasons... unashamed am I for being there to see it......
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Date: 2/19/2001 9:04:00 PM
From Authorid: 25307So sad we can't feel that way all the time. I love this poem. Thanks for sharing-Dreamer204
Date: 3/5/2001 7:50:00 AM
From Authorid: 21155Beautiful poem Sapphire Skye!! Haven't seen ya in a while. I missed ya and I'm glad to see you back!! Much love, hugs, and kisses to ALL!! - KQ a.k.a.
