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  Jun 2016 jane taylor
Valsa George
I watch the feathered beauties
of ravishing plumes
flying from tree to tree
making shrill calls

How I wish
I could catch these birds,
the lovely deities of the woody groves
to cage their loveliness and melody
to own for myself
I  am a lover of birds ! Even as a child I used to follow bird calls!
  Jun 2016 jane taylor
Happynessa
Through the stillness
Miracles rush around
A bridge of white light
Allowing all the truths
To pour like silken rain
Into the waiting hearts
Of those who yearn to
Know and return home
Great love resides here
Upon the silence of your
Very first inhale of breath
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