Sunday, October 23, 2016

Plant

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Plant a thousand memories,
let them birth alone,
thrive in deepest darkness,
delve through mind and soul.

And when the days are spent,
let them break asunder,
bounce through sudden dreams,
wake the hidden world.

So the way leads ever on,
when the hours are sent,
holding to the spirit's course;
all is recompense.

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9 comments:

  1. That sounds like a very good seed to plant and treasure

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  2. Delightful, and a perfect way in which to use this weeks inspiring words.

    Keith's Ramblngs is 10 today!

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  3. Memeories are so precious aren't they? We can hold them with us forever.

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  4. There is something about the meter here that is spot on. If writing is music, this is a very on-time, melodious piece.

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  5. So the way leads ever on,
    when the hours are sent,
    holding to the spirit's course;

    There is no stopping once it finds its own course. It will work out an enduring recourse to accomplish its own desires!

    Hank

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