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Post by simpledip on Aug 18, 2020 6:11:40 GMT -6
Let me fly in the path of falcon's flight wings spread wide
capturing the wind holding onto this truth ~
"life rises to join its hidden core" and then I drop into formation
assuming once again my position within the flock I belong.
- Dip
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Post by goldenmyst on Aug 18, 2020 6:24:06 GMT -6
A great poem my friend. Swept me away. I have yet to find the flock where I belong. But your poem gives me hope.
John
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Post by QueenFoxy on Aug 18, 2020 10:49:19 GMT -6
So beautiful, Dip.
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Post by Catlady2710 on Aug 20, 2020 16:15:37 GMT -6
Love the departure to adventurous soaring above the crowd before returning to the crowd to once more belong.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 22, 2020 1:28:00 GMT -6
Good to read you again
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Aug 23, 2020 21:03:57 GMT -6
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Post by AquarianM on Aug 23, 2020 21:03:57 GMT -6
I agree, we do seem to have moments where we "rise above it all," but in the end we're not much without community.
Dan
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