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“There comes your desperate plea to live again, for you know, time is passing like a river, and nothing ever will stay the same. There comes your deep desire to dream again, to love again, for one more time, but God only gives you one chance to live it right. And when things are burning deep inside, you take out the blank paper where drops the silent ink. There it is ..the flames of your heart, in the shape of a love letter, or an etched flower of your deep. What is profound never really dies. It only changes the form.. from one to another. There comes the power of transformation...”

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“Make peace with all the times you once traveled...Make peace with all the moments you have been through...Lay flowers at their memories...for they offer you the incense and honey of a soul so filled...Let them be..the singers of an old song....for they build the bones of the temple of your body...and in your soul..they bring the rivers of wisdom taking you toward the sea....”

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“What happens when you face a loss that leaves you unmoving? What happens when you cannot gather yourself up to cry it out? When everything seems inky black and you know not how to sail through life, then how will you keep moving? Will you let your sadness melt so you can flow again? Will you be the river that you go to for solace? O Heart, do not long for the river. Be the river in flow.”

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“To find the verses in the bark of a tree...to seek the music in raindrops drumming upon the thirsty earth....to be sheltered in the silence lingering between the words...to search for a song of the fallen leaves....to revel in the gold of the olden times....to lend the ears as the earthen spirit softly speaks....to let the tales whisper from the wispy winds....of how the tree stood the test of time...this is the timeless truth of which the poet often writes.....for in the heart of the ancient woods....where the river freely runs so wild....there upon the riverbed sits the truth of all truths.....how poetry holds them all.....”

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“The river runs through me, for the burst of rain from clouds atop, fell to the rivers that rushed to the sea. In it, was the dying of grief. How the clouds of torment die, so the river can rush! So, I float as the clouds of dark to break and become the flow of water. The waters of salt, now they are; the spring water after rain. So I become the mouth of a river longing to meet the sea. The stories buried in my depths, I give out to the world, where nothing remains unremembered.”

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“From Saltwater to Freshwater.... The river runs through me, for the burst of rain from clouds atop, fell to the rivers that rushed to the sea. In it, was the dying of grief. How the clouds of torment die, so the river can rush! So, I float as the clouds of dark to break and become the flow of water. The waters of salt, now they are; the spring water after rain. So I become the mouth of a river in a quiet murmur to the sea. The stories buried in my depths, I give out to the world, where nothing remains unremembered.”

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“From Saltwater to Freshwater.... The river runs through me, for the burst of rain from clouds atop, fell to the rivers that rushed to the sea. In it, was the dying of grief. How the clouds of torment die, so the river can rush! So, I float as the clouds of dark to break and become the flow of water. The waters of salt, now they are; the fresh water after rain. So I become the mouth of a river in a quiet murmur to the sea. The stories buried in my depths, I give out to the world, where nothing remains unremembered.”

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“How the Freshwater Flows The river runs through me, for the burst of rain from clouds atop, fell to the rivers that rushed to the sea. In it, was the dying of grief. How the clouds of torment die, so the river can rush! So, I float as the clouds of dark to break and become the flow of water. The waters of salt, now they are; the fresh water after rain. So I become the mouth of a river in a quiet murmur to the sea. The stories buried in my depths, I give out to the world, where nothing remains unremembered.”

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“In her heart, she carries a river of memories, Those unforgotten years, weaving through time. In her eyes is the light of those unerased days, strong as stars in the sky. When wild winds blow, Wild is she, as memories escort her on the dance floor of meadows. Her songs that touched the earth, are woven from the lyrics of the dust where her loved ones are now asleep. So she carries it, a river of memories, the living walkway, the ripples of light between what once was and what now is.”

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“I am homesick for sunsets that splash the dusk on my soul. I am homesick for the sky that carries the birdsongs. I am homesick for the trees that call the nightingales and their sweet melodies. I am homesick for the fruitful lands, where the streams flow, carrying the song of the earth. I am homesick for the stars that haunt at night, and turn every sigh into a song. I am homesick for the nocturnal charm when the night falls, with its veil of darkness. I am homesick for the choir of heaven that comes with dawn.”

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“Someday you will come back to find yourself, to sit in the space where wild winds blow and rivers flow, where raindrops fall in the quiet night and every wound will get tender. Someday, you will come back beneath the open skies to find laughter in your soul. Someday you will realize, though you've walked miles and miles in search of light, the only light that remains, is the light of soul.”

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