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Poetry May 26, 2006 4:57 PM

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Dreams like Dragonflies

Soaring in their flights
Bringing whispery memories

Pausing for brief moments
Then drifting through
The night's slumbering rest
Dragonfly drifting thought forms
Revealing deep insights with
Iridescent themes
Touching the subconscious
Awakening magical schemes
Of long hidden memories
Past lives and present times
Blessings and sorrows
Old talents and new skills
Deep valleys, steep hills
Now imagination fly free
Gently touching you and me
Brushing tree tops and clouds
Over cities and crowds
Drifting above the seas
Keeping company with birds
Knowing their messages
Return now to the earth body
Waken to the Sun
Reminding one
of the nights journey
Keep the bright presence of dragonfly
And fly (soar) through the day.

HO!

Old Turtle
Summer Solstice 2002

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 May 26, 2006 5:54 PM

 

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A Blessing from the Birds

Sweet Spirit, may the power of Eagle give you strength and guidance in this life.
May the wisdom of Owl guide and direct you and teach you the beauty of the night.
May the keen sight of Hawk give you clarity and insight.
May the magic and humor of Crow help you to laugh and dance along the way.
May the peaceful beauty of Dove soften the winds of fate in your personal universe.
May the grace of Swan permeate your consciousness and give you balance.
May the voice of Jay teach you to speak your truth clearly.
May the brilliance of Cardinal warm your heart and bring you love.
May the dignity of Crane teach you the value of integrity and faithfulness
and sustain you when life’s lessons are challenging.
May the giveaway of Turkey gift you with a generous heart.
And may the flight of Heron lift your spirit and keep your purpose clear and bright.
May the broad wings of Condor shelter you from storms.
And may the healing powers of Vulture keep you clean and strong.
May the flight of Goose keep you directed and secure on your path.
And may the iridescent beauty of Hummingbird fill your life
with rainbows and lovely reflections of all that is.
May the grace of Egret fly you through your dreams.
And may the playfulness and intelligence of Parrot remind you to play like a child, with joy.
And may Bluebird always sing you the song of happiness.

HO!

Old Turtle
11/20/93

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 May 26, 2006 5:56 PM

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cougar song

the cougar spirit
don't need to hunt for prey
she hunts for her spiritual needs
for what she needs today

treads softly on her path
silent and aware
swiftly on her path 
silently aware

her claws are threads of energy
she splays into the air
and catches her experience
with senses sharp and clear

she sees and she touches
she hears and she scents
she feels and then she heals
she feels and then she heals

she has kept her speed
the speed to master her environment
she is the master
the master of her soul

she's not afraid
she's found her strength
and all this cougars do
she's not afraid
she's found her strength
and this she'll say to you

when face to face with thunder
you hold the lightening power
direct it to your brothers and sisters
transfused with healing rays

because some are in need
and you know the need
and you know we don't need pain
it's the seed of compassion
that tells us we're alive
the seed of compassion
tells us we're alive

sumea Rainbowdancer


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 May 26, 2006 6:07 PM


 
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badger mother

my friend the badger

she knows how to trust
believes in her own intuition
so focused on
 
everything is within
this world is only an illusion
her coat velvet black
and pearly irridescent
reflects the sky moon and stars above
her energy is wild
her energy is sweet
she integrates both
she can be righteously
and fiercely protective and alert
as well as loving
and peaceful and meditative
without splitting in two

sumea Rainbowdancer

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 May 26, 2006 6:10 PM



dreamshapes

i'm going to ship my shape
to another shore
the shore where shapes are born
i'll shift away from the shape i am 
and make room for one more
i'll leave this port
and travel on
and on
until i form
into a shape that flies
or swims or creeps or crawls
i'll make my choice to be chosen 
from those
that are waiting on the wing
or fin or claw or paw
and ship the power of the gentle ones
to the entrance of the door
the door of dreams
the dreamer lives in every form
the dreamer has no fear
to move to change to rearange
to question and to clear
awake awake
no not your eyes
awaken in the dream
and learn the way of all that lives
for that is your own world 

Sumea Rainbowdancer

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 May 27, 2006 5:12 AM

Wow! These are beautiful poems Krystyna and such beautiful images too! Thankyou for showering us with your lovely gifts 

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 November 21, 2006 7:32 AM

I’m Special   

In all the world there is nobody like me
Since the beginning of time, there has never been another person like me Nobody has my smile
Nobody has my eyes, my nose, my hair, my hands, my voice
I’m special
No one can be found who has my handwriting
Nobody anywhere has my taste for food or music or art
No one sees things just as I do
In all of time there has been no one who laughs like me, no one who cries like me
And what makes me laugh and cry will never provoke identical laughter and tears from anybody else, ever
No one reacts to any situation just as I would react
I’m special
I’m the only one in all of creation who has my set of abilities
Oh, there will always be somebody who is better at one of the things I’m good at, but no one in the universe can reach the quality of my combination of talents, ideas, abilities and feelings
Like a room full of musical instruments, some may excel alone, but none can match the symphony sound when all are played together
I’m a symphony
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 November 21, 2006 7:33 AM

Through all of eternity no one will ever look, talk, walk, think or do like me
I’m special
I’m rare
And, as in all rarity, there is great value
Because of my great rare value, I need not attempt to imitate others. I will accept – yes, celebrate – my differences
I’m special
And I’m beginning to realize it’s no accident that I’m special
I’m beginning to see that God made me special for a very special purpose
He must have a job for me that no one else can do as well as I
Out of all the billions of applicants, only one is qualified, only one has the right combination of what it takes
That one is ME
Because ... I’m special
~Thom Schultz ~

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 February 02, 2007 10:55 AM

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Harmony of the Forest
   
He hears the wind’s sweet sigh.
He feels the cool, crisp air.
He sees the cluster of tall trees,
Swaying branches and rustling leaves.

He sees and hears the birds that fly
And those chirping among the trees.
He admires the soothing sound
Of sweet and tranquil melodies.

He sees the setting sun
And feels the warmth it creates.
He sees the glitter and gleam
Of its golden and scarlet rays.

He sees the silver moonlight
That gently touches his face.
The silvery beam makes his eyes
Flicker like fireflies.

He listens to the falling rapids
And the river ever flowing.
He sees, he hears, he smells, he feels
The harmony of the forest.

Maxinne Sentina 

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