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Soultry
-by our authors, poets, and friends
The longer I live
The wiser I become.
And realize there are some
Things that are
by far
More serious than previously known.
For I was shown
Myself as seen from above.
Mind you, I was shown with love.
Now roadblocks that were,
Less often occur.
It took a while
Myself to forgive,
but now I smile.
Nanaiasha
March 4, 2000
Tuueagles@aol.com
Once upon a time
I believed my magic wand was my savior,
That angels earned their wings
and magnificent rainbows followed
every Spring shower...
I believed the bigger the cloud
the more dreams it contained...
and even when the sky was completely gray,
without any clouds,
I took it to mean all dreams had come true...
The first chapter in my life
had me believeing in everlasting love.
Like that of a parent who is embraced by
their child for the first time...
I can even recall a time
when I believed God, above all, would
protect me, guide me, and always be
by my side...
Watching events unravel before
my eyes forced me to believe I was blessed
to partake in history, enlighten the world,
give freely of my gifts, and eventually make a difference...
Maybe if I hadn’t used up my magic wand...
And would’ve stepped outside after the last Spring shower...
I should’ve searched the skies and not the ground for dreams...
The first chapter in my life, due to child abuse, shouldn’t, but will remain incomplete...
I couldn’t tell you if God is still with me because I turned my back on Him awhile ago,
to bury my faith and I am
too ashamed to turn back....
History won’t part from yesterday; and yesterday
the world appeared bleary...
I can’t see anymore events for my eyes are constantly filled with tears...
I haven’t given freely of my gifts because my best gift is no more,
making a difference but for the worse...
My best gift being - I used to believe.
- by Orin Black
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