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Jan 2013
Yesterday we stood in the shadowy mist unformed all about was wonder mixed with uncertainty the
Tiny lights touched the soul and as they did they burst with enlightenment it would be like a wand that
Contended with life’s atmosphere a filter that replaced impurities and its power was unique it was
A cross wind that became infectious when it absorbed those around you it to purified from these
Kindred ones and like new snow they fall gently and then with the rising wind they drift into banks that
Create comfort and in this particular sense if you were forced to defend yourself in a situation at the
Most opportune moment when you might be undone by this and become hateful and mean a soft and
Gentle soul comes into your life and allows you to Bearup and then the unthinkable takes place your
World is up ended the life you know as a church going family stops without warning you go
From sleeping on a church pew at five to setting on a chair in a loud boisterous tavern setting
Your dad still brings men to their knees not by lovely prayer but by fists that strike and strike
Until you stand and watch as a man’s knees buckle and Buck goes down but my before
Mentioned friend will be an influence on the whole of your life if you are forced to take some
One down you don’t do it as a mean thing but as a just thing by following that philosophy I
Made a friend out of a life time minor enemy always fighting he and his brothers but in gas
Station by given mercy after victory a new friendship emerged two streets now without
Animosity went most places together what brighter light in the firmament can there be than
Peace but to think you can achieve this entirely by entreaty of kind and sensible words are error
At times only force can speak to another mind that is consumed with selfish contention the goal
Is the same and will restore sanity to the one who is lost all reason no man will find right living
Without the most essential ingredient and that is to find the sacred opposite that was created
To be anchor and author this is the Donna of the most compelling of all lessons where the birds
Of the most southern regions live with plumage of purist white the arresting the confession and
Surrender spreads their wing gathers to the nest though brittle are the branches joy emanates
Across vast regions water and land where otherwise would be inhospitable the song is heard of
Nightingale the turtle doves lonely mournful cooing attracts the soul like a magnet man is
Afforded the greatest gift through ethereal sublime qualities he can with ease live life and be
Transformed by love no other agent holds this power it distils aggression removing far away its
Rough and dislikable features a team unbeatable a genteel women and a gentle caring man
Written by
Hal Loyd Denton  Pana Ill
(Pana Ill)   
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   Jimmy Kerr
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