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 Sep 2014 Dag J
Jack
I see...
 Sep 2014 Dag J
Jack
I see…the sun
on the horizon
The moon
upon the night

The flowers
in the garden
So lovely
and so bright

The birds
among the branches
The fish
in every sea

But none
shall bring the beauty,
your love
it brings to me

I see…the mountains
so majestic
The grasses
on the hill

A snowy
winter morning
That brings
a wondrous chill

A little baby
laughing
Its smile
ever free

But none
shall bring the beauty,
your love
it brings to me

I see…the skies
so blue, inviting
A small
secluded shore

Along a
tiny island
The scenery
so pure

A shady spot
for resting
Beneath
a maple tree

But none
shall bring the beauty,
your love
it brings to me
 Sep 2014 Dag J
SøułSurvivør
i
am
eagle
i am
the
one who
was created to breathe the atmosphere
of the angels and ride the storm clouds like
they were white horses, yes, i was made to catch
rainbows in my sharp talons, i who am strong will
catch your fall.       You who are weak          will trust me
for i want                nothing more than             to be your
Savior.                              I will hide you                              under
my                        ­             wings. You will                                    be
mine and i
will never
leave you nor
forsake you. Ever.
World without end


AMEN


SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
I hope this shape works
Thank you God
For this inspiration!

Should be viewed on an
iPad laptop or PC
 Sep 2014 Dag J
Hayley Cusick
I live a life of unfulfilled dreams.
trips never travelled and sights never seen.
words never written and photos never taken.
a world full of wonder and I sit here unshaken.
one would think of glorious adventures ahead,
but I'm just trying to find a way out of bed.
 Sep 2014 Dag J
r
kicking leaves
 Sep 2014 Dag J
r
short legs
patched jeans
kicking leaves
piled to my knees

remembering color
living in sea salt pines
leaves little to imagine
of autumn rhymes

sweetgum sourwood birch
sycamore and dogwood
apple leaves beneath the plum tree
ash hickory maple and oak
mountains afire in Tennessee

eyes closed
smell of smoke-
kicking leaves
to the wind.

r ~ 9/16/14
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