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    The Process

    Opportunity called past one day determined to be heard, knocking hard on the door at the rising of the sun. Sabotage hid in ambush, just behind the coat rack waiting patiently for an opening. Hesitation argued heatedly with Anticipation, both overwhelmed by Anxiety, until Determination finally woke up, quite startled by the disarray. Finding Awareness in the shower Enthusiasm dressed for the occasion, accompanied by Initiative they went to meet the persistent knock. Organization was busy rearranging with the help of Attention when Ambition took control of the situation opening the door, inviting Opportunity inside to discuss the next proposal

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    Inside

    Inside, inside, I see inside. I look so deep I want to hide. I hear a calling, a presence so near, it fades away, carries my fear. Inside, inside, I feel so safe. For so long it’s been my true escape, I know what’s there it touches me, draws me in, helps me see, inside. Kathleen Morgan ©

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    Surrender

    You hear the words, but do you listen? You see the signs, but do you read? You know the way, but still you wander. You get your wants, forget your needs. Then in the early morning lightness when you wake still half asleep, unwanted thoughts bombard your mind, you try to decide which ones to keep. You hear the stillness in the silence. You taste the freshness in the air. You close your eyes, go back to dream time, you know the answer’s there somewhere. Then when the darkness drowns you, when there is no end in sight, finally you can surrender, realize there was no fight. Kathleen Morgan ©

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    Surrender

    You hear the words, but do you listen? You see the signs, but do you read? You know the way, but still you wander. You get your wants, forget your needs. Then in the early morning lightness when you wake still half asleep, unwanted thoughts bombard your mind, you try to decide which ones to keep. You hear the stillness in the silence. You taste the freshness in the air. You close your eyes, go back to dream time, you know the answer’s there somewhere. Then when the darkness drowns you, when there is no end in sight, finally you can surrender, realize there was no fight.

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    Strengthening The Bond

    The distance between us is an elastic band, ready and able to contract and expand. At times it can stretch to the utmost extreme, requiring such energy with no where to lean. One side gets hooked, unable to release from the rising tensions which forever increase the need for readjustment, for give and take it’s lack of awareness which leads to a break. An observant eye is kept on our connection, making sure to detect any slight imperfection. Together hooking up to create the slack, so often required to bring closeness back, dispelling the tension, relieving the strain, strengthening a bond which will always remain.

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    Take My Hand

    I can tell you what is real to me, I can tell you what it is that I see. It may be hard for you to understand, just believe in me as you take my hand.   There’s a power in the bond that we share, there are so many reasons why we care. It may seem strange, even quite unreal, just have faith in what you feel.   Listen to the sounds the silence holds, be aware as knowledge starts to unfold, just sit back, let it come to you, don’t worry about what you have to do.   For each of us has a time and place, we…

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    Truth

    Truth goes far, strong and deep, through the passage ways which we seek, it sets off the light of a million stars so we don’t wander too far through the dark and lose our way.

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    Find the Poet

    Find the poet the one who’ll say, “This is how it is, I’ll show you a way to condense emotions, diverse and vast, encompass the future, consider the past. I’ll take you on a journey, bring your mind to mine, together we may find, something. Not necessarily the same thing, but isn’t that what poetry has the power to bring. Exploration of thought, feelings shared, explained, nothing held back, refrained, just real and raw. Telling it like it is. Showing the weakness against the strength, exploring rhyme, rhythm, craftsmanship, line length. Tuning into the sounds of others tuned in, knowing the songs to take you within, into the place where…

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    Interpretations

    Signs and symbols are all so personal, affect us all so differently. Something that is deeply real and true to me, might mean nothing at all to you. We all have our own interpretations.

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    Deeply Converse

    I’m on the edge I’ve been here before, luckily for me I have a door to open and walk through where I can find a way to bring order back into my mind. For pages I’ll write rhyming verse with my inner self deeply converse, ‘till we work out what to do. poetry always gets me through.