Oct 2012
Grandparent’s parents friend’s wise neighbors our generation right now and individuals as well are
Seeing and feeling an assault our world war is in domestic and business on a global scale we have such
Help and blessing in those lives and voices many social elements such as front porches are gone
Replaced by rear patois it says private more than it says welcome we can revisit those times and places
Just recall those precious faces right there you have created a calm place the most needed reality of our
Times those powerful forces can walk out and meet the storm yes it will blow threaten and frighten but
Stand or set mull or muse but by all means deeply entertain their collective memory they spoke words
That reached forward to our time they did what you’re doing now they restored brokenness from
Broken People who called to their past and found normal everyday people that cast giant shadows of
Thought Experience and victories that were won in indescribable places of hardship they passed a place
And started to weep deep wounds were exposed and it caused you to look at them with curiosity and as
You did you see the lives and their successes you were bolstered and became proud you need to
Channel that into your life those sweet memories are building materials of love and care they were and
Are guardians with keys and weapons many a hill and upset they faced it is and was their greatest
Concern that they instilled these truths in your life you have to remember the continued stare they gave
You they were trying to see if you were getting it you will serve yourself well to remember those
Priceless times it came in all climes gray days’ sunshine or rain I think the rainy days were best I want to
insert this piece it will help
Secrets Revealed by the Rain
The girl of special quality and beauty set looking out through her rain stained window he was passing by
So he snapped her picture it created a moist foggy connection to the world that is seldom seen
Aloneness reached through the glass a tinged soft sorrow ran greater than the edge of the picture eyes
Were fixed with longing but what only the soul could address that question maybe in miles or in days
That ran back to lost love or maybe it was searching through hope to find a bright future where the man
Of Her dreams was walking in her direction maybe she could see through the rain and it allowed her to
Make a decision that she had wrestled with for many days and on a steamy streaming window she
Found power to release her emotions let spread and dissolve into a different form that would be her
Guide out of limitations a quiet note the perfect cord that underscored what she was leaning toward
Before her world was to cut and dry now with the assistance of a window pane and the beautiful falling
Rain she could ***** in a great arching that encompassed great and small natural points that speak in
Their essential language from what they are and how they relate to one another in the grander scale
Moments of fluid motion instilled in her the gift of wondering and from branches to soft tuffs of grass
To the glory that is all around in the sky and on this sacred land to her was described truth that pierced
The maze of confusion that to her were a fault and an intrusion that is only bridged over water if it is
Only As deep as glass in a simple window but it truly can refigure the world and give right assessment to
To problems that hold you in a tangle of predicaments and it is so funny how they loosen when you
Spread your vision through the width and height of a rainy day window and through a connected
Unseen desire but one that is deeply felt you touch the unseen and wisdom comes on **** frost and
Writes to you a secret message for your eyes only that in detail clears all the doubt and confusion away
And leaves you beaming out on a changed world not unlike yourself that has been changed also and it
All Occurred through the most pleasant frosted glass
Take this stimulation a warm cup of tea you get the idea what is most mutual and beneficial go
With it as your guide you will see the gentle rolling hills smooth country roads that fall away
And you will ask who painted such skies of peace that speak and reach so refreshingly into my
Souls you were given life but at no time were you ever said now go on your own and don’t bother
Me how much you suffer will be determined by how much you Forget Him and all the helps he
Built into your life we are children and we can’t win without our Father and mother earth is our
Mother as He designed it our Founding Fathers the community fathers our earthy father’s that he
Gave call remember him and the riches of life will be known your poverty will vanish your
status will be what children they are can anyone ask for better
Seeing and feeling an assault our world war is in domestic and business on a global scale we have such
Help and blessing in those lives and voices many social elements such as front porches are gone
Replaced by rear patois it says private more than it says welcome we can revisit those times and places
Just recall those precious faces right there you have created a calm place the most needed reality of our
Times those powerful forces can walk out and meet the storm yes it will blow threaten and frighten but
Stand or set mull or muse but by all means deeply entertain their collective memory they spoke words
That reached forward to our time they did what you’re doing now they restored brokenness from
Broken People who called to their past and found normal everyday people that cast giant shadows of
Thought Experience and victories that were won in indescribable places of hardship they passed a place
And started to weep deep wounds were exposed and it caused you to look at them with curiosity and as
You did you see the lives and their successes you were bolstered and became proud you need to
Channel that into your life those sweet memories are building materials of love and care they were and
Are guardians with keys and weapons many a hill and upset they faced it is and was their greatest
Concern that they instilled these truths in your life you have to remember the continued stare they gave
You they were trying to see if you were getting it you will serve yourself well to remember those
Priceless times it came in all climes gray days’ sunshine or rain I think the rainy days were best I want to
insert this piece it will help
Secrets Revealed by the Rain
The girl of special quality and beauty set looking out through her rain stained window he was passing by
So he snapped her picture it created a moist foggy connection to the world that is seldom seen
Aloneness reached through the glass a tinged soft sorrow ran greater than the edge of the picture eyes
Were fixed with longing but what only the soul could address that question maybe in miles or in days
That ran back to lost love or maybe it was searching through hope to find a bright future where the man
Of Her dreams was walking in her direction maybe she could see through the rain and it allowed her to
Make a decision that she had wrestled with for many days and on a steamy streaming window she
Found power to release her emotions let spread and dissolve into a different form that would be her
Guide out of limitations a quiet note the perfect cord that underscored what she was leaning toward
Before her world was to cut and dry now with the assistance of a window pane and the beautiful falling
Rain she could ***** in a great arching that encompassed great and small natural points that speak in
Their essential language from what they are and how they relate to one another in the grander scale
Moments of fluid motion instilled in her the gift of wondering and from branches to soft tuffs of grass
To the glory that is all around in the sky and on this sacred land to her was described truth that pierced
The maze of confusion that to her were a fault and an intrusion that is only bridged over water if it is
Only As deep as glass in a simple window but it truly can refigure the world and give right assessment to
To problems that hold you in a tangle of predicaments and it is so funny how they loosen when you
Spread your vision through the width and height of a rainy day window and through a connected
Unseen desire but one that is deeply felt you touch the unseen and wisdom comes on **** frost and
Writes to you a secret message for your eyes only that in detail clears all the doubt and confusion away
And leaves you beaming out on a changed world not unlike yourself that has been changed also and it
All Occurred through the most pleasant frosted glass
Take this stimulation a warm cup of tea you get the idea what is most mutual and beneficial go
With it as your guide you will see the gentle rolling hills smooth country roads that fall away
And you will ask who painted such skies of peace that speak and reach so refreshingly into my
Souls you were given life but at no time were you ever said now go on your own and don’t bother
Me how much you suffer will be determined by how much you Forget Him and all the helps he
Built into your life we are children and we can’t win without our Father and mother earth is our
Mother as He designed it our Founding Fathers the community fathers our earthy father’s that he
Gave call remember him and the riches of life will be known your poverty will vanish your
status will be what children they are can anyone ask for better
