A moment in Time... the story of My Life

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michael
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A moment in Time... the story of My Life

Post by michael » Thu Jan 03, 2008 11:34 pm

how familiar
these hands that seem to type these words

yet they appear just now

in looking down from the screen…
to the keyboard…

memory tells that they were once the hands of
a child… grown into a man

now they are old… cut with life’s scars
criss-crossed lines
that bear witness to the years…

gone again…

as looking up… these letters now appear…

blinking cursor…

waiting to see what is written…

memory tells there was a time when
the words above appeared…

one letter at a time…

accompanied by clicks
and the feeling of…
‘fingers on keys’… impossible to separate

yet this feeling is
neither ‘fingers’ nor ‘keys’…

what it is…

is... this feeling…

memory tells there was a time when
the words of this poem appeared
one letter at a time…

now they are complete…

now they are complete…

Love
From Source to Source: an Endless Spring
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Post by awakening » Fri Jan 04, 2008 8:43 am

Ah.. this poem
it never started
it will never end...
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Post by Hatima » Fri Jan 04, 2008 10:12 am

Lovely, michael, thanks.
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Post by michael » Fri Jan 04, 2008 11:11 am

Hatima wrote:Lovely, michael, thanks.
only Love sees the Lovely...

and it is herself... she sees...

Love
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Post by michael » Fri Jan 04, 2008 11:20 am

michael wrote:
Hatima wrote:Lovely, michael, thanks.
only Love sees the Lovely...

and it is herself... she sees...

Love
as too... the child... raped and battered to death...
for the sake of...

Love

for no child ever suffers...

and the hate that fuels the frenzy
is felt by no man

all pain and suffering... of rapist-murderer and victim both...

is endured alone by...

Love
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Post by michael » Fri Jan 04, 2008 11:23 am

though it appears so... there is no suffering in suffering...

this cannot be understood...

Love
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Post by aquarius » Fri Jan 04, 2008 12:23 pm

all pain and suffering... of rapist-murderer and victim both...

is endured alone by...

yes,

alone,

all for LOVE.
I love talking about nothing ...
it is the only thing i know anything about.
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Post by Aurora » Fri Jan 04, 2008 4:43 pm

michael wrote:
michael wrote:
Hatima wrote:Lovely, michael, thanks.
only Love sees the Lovely...

and it is herself... she sees...

Love
as too... the child... raped and battered to death...
for the sake of...

Love

for no child ever suffers...

and the hate that fuels the frenzy
is felt by no man

all pain and suffering... of rapist-murderer and victim both...

is endured alone by...

Love
Some years ago there was incidents in Russia, one was in a theater where there were many children and terrorists, and the other terroristaction against children was at a school. I dont remember from which I saw the picture.
There was a picture in the paper of one of the children that had been there for a long time with the terrorists. I looked into the eyes of the child in the picture . It was eyes of immesurable pain and fear, but also the Eyes of God , Eyes of Love.

I saw Love
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