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A plan takes #shape
In a hero's mask
And shiny cape
You'll save me
From a sinful life
Make of me
an honest wife
But down the road
We'd both regret
My truest self
You've never met
Don't save me please
Just let me be
Or fall in love
With all of me
#vss365 ✍️
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A plan takes #shape
In a hero's mask
And shiny cape
You'll save me
From a sinful life
Make of me
an honest wife
But down the road
We'd both regret
My truest self
You've never met
Don't save me please
Just let me be
Or fall in love
With all of me
#vss365 ✍️
#writersofbluesky
If you blame someone else,
there is no end to the blame.
Therefore the Master
fulfills her own obligations
and corrects her own mistakes.
She does what she needs to do
and demands nothing of others."
tao te ching, Stephen Mitchell translation
If you blame someone else,
there is no end to the blame.
Therefore the Master
fulfills her own obligations
and corrects her own mistakes.
She does what she needs to do
and demands nothing of others."
tao te ching, Stephen Mitchell translation
but rather what we bend an ear to
but rather what we bend an ear to
#Finality in the fall,
Reborn far below.
#vss365 - Final (Finality)
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#Finality in the fall,
Reborn far below.
#vss365 - Final (Finality)
#Haiku
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an early crescent Moon
is a mother bird
a flowing cup
a loving word
we said nothing out loud
but our eyes and scents said much
we were adept at writing these
symphonic silences between us
saunter here, garden echo music there
warm biscuits poem-ed window sill
an early crescent Moon
is a mother bird
a flowing cup
a loving word
we said nothing out loud
but our eyes and scents said much
we were adept at writing these
symphonic silences between us
saunter here, garden echo music there
warm biscuits poem-ed window sill
We rarely speak of it
For it strikes fear at our core
It questions purpose
It questions our existence
Are we something more
Then just molecules
And elements
When you look it in the eye
You hope for a gateway
But is it to more
Or nothing
???
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