Thank YOU so very much,for your friendship & nice note with request:)) and you are very welcome..on my comment on blog..:D
Look forward to reading more of you. & getting to know you ,again. I do remember your presence here on ipeace before u took some time away..
Peace~Love~Joy ~ Smiles x
Sunday…to one and all: Peace within & peace to share…
MEDICINE DREAM
I have a dream:
at the center of the dream
is circling ocean
in the center of the ocean
is turtle island
at the center of the island
is vision mountain
in the center of the mountain
is healing crystal
at the center of the crystal
is sacred light
in the center of the light
i sit dreaming
I have a dream:
i dream i am a tree
my roots spread out
beside a place of water
in sunlight
my branches turn to fire
my leaves are prayers of smoke
my heart beats like a drum
inside a stone of power
I have a dream:
my dream is at the center
of great silence
here at the center
i sit dreaming
from HEALING, A Book of Poetry by David Sparenberg
Not everyone comes wearing
a red dress.
Many are content with
white shirts, plaid skirts, blue jeans.
The wounded are wearing
overcoats,
because for them
the world is prematurely cold.
The silly and the cleverest
are dressed as clowns.
And the angels are
naked, between the eyelashes
of our setting sun.
Not everyone comes wearing
the reminder of black,
although pain is everywhere
and loss attends us.
Those who are painted in blood
have wept in the wasting of war.
And those who are
painted with light
are here to heal us.
Friend,
even if I came to you
in the rags of weariness,
the cloak of invisibility or
dust of neglect, the
web of a spider,
would you offer me a drink of water
seeing thirst,
and help to decide
a way, at the crossroads of life?
If I look into your
hands, what will I find:
a golden thread,
the strength of beauty,
a loaf of bread?
The expression
of the beautiful genius
opens like a wordless
rose
and clothes us
in the fumes
of paradise.
Somehow
when we are
listening to the wings
of crows and the
tender melodies
of elfin butterflies
we feel embraced
by the breath
of angels.
Beating
so softly, so
delicate-sweet that
velvet on a virgin’s
skin
might touch us
with an offering.
Though
we are there, out
in that other place
the familiar cup
of a summer’s rose
rises
from this ground
to kiss us
with the miracle
of its pouring passions.
And
we are downed
supine
into the common
haunting symbolum
of earth’s
dense mystery.
Though
not a single
word has swollen
to the lips
like a cherry
freshly swollen,
but the heavy
buzzing
of a working bee
lost
in the ecstasies
of pollen.
And
we are spellbound
and complete.
Like fruit.
Like garden.
Bonjour chère amie Maureen,
Merci pour cette précision, moi aussi je ne suis pas très anglophone et je préfère plutôt le français pour communiquer avec toi.
j'aime beaucoup le Québèc ce beau pays dont je garde de très bons souvenirs et de "l'été indien" je crois.
Amour et paix
Abdel
Bonjour Maureen,
Je suppose qu'une Québécoise parle aussi bien le français que l'anglais !
Merci d'avoir acceptée mon invitation à une amitié virtuelle à travers ce site !
Donc merci pour ton amitié et j'espère qu'on échangera aussi souvent que possible sur les problèmes de notre époque qui t'intéressent!
Sachez aussi qu'il y a un groupe francophone à iPeace ou tu peux nous rejoindre et voici le lien : http://www.ipeace.me/groups/group/listByLocation?location=Monde+Francophone+sur+iPeace.
Love & Peace
Abdel
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Thank YOU so very much,for your friendship & nice note with request:)) and you are very welcome..on my comment on blog..:D
Look forward to reading more of you. & getting to know you ,again. I do remember your presence here on ipeace before u took some time away..
Peace~Love~Joy ~ Smiles x
GLAD TO MET YOU MAUREEN ,
KEEP IN TOUCH,
LOVE,PEACE UPON YOU
KISSES..
MODY.
may your day be filled with love, light and peace
Kathys Comments
houcine
MEDICINE DREAM
I have a dream:
at the center of the dream
is circling ocean
in the center of the ocean
is turtle island
at the center of the island
is vision mountain
in the center of the mountain
is healing crystal
at the center of the crystal
is sacred light
in the center of the light
i sit dreaming
I have a dream:
i dream i am a tree
my roots spread out
beside a place of water
in sunlight
my branches turn to fire
my leaves are prayers of smoke
my heart beats like a drum
inside a stone of power
I have a dream:
my dream is at the center
of great silence
here at the center
i sit dreaming
from HEALING, A Book of Poetry by David Sparenberg
Not everyone comes wearing
a red dress.
Many are content with
white shirts, plaid skirts, blue jeans.
The wounded are wearing
overcoats,
because for them
the world is prematurely cold.
The silly and the cleverest
are dressed as clowns.
And the angels are
naked, between the eyelashes
of our setting sun.
Not everyone comes wearing
the reminder of black,
although pain is everywhere
and loss attends us.
Those who are painted in blood
have wept in the wasting of war.
And those who are
painted with light
are here to heal us.
Friend,
even if I came to you
in the rags of weariness,
the cloak of invisibility or
dust of neglect, the
web of a spider,
would you offer me a drink of water
seeing thirst,
and help to decide
a way, at the crossroads of life?
If I look into your
hands, what will I find:
a golden thread,
the strength of beauty,
a loaf of bread?
David Sparenberg
18 July 2009
The expression
of the beautiful genius
opens like a wordless
rose
and clothes us
in the fumes
of paradise.
Somehow
when we are
listening to the wings
of crows and the
tender melodies
of elfin butterflies
we feel embraced
by the breath
of angels.
Beating
so softly, so
delicate-sweet that
velvet on a virgin’s
skin
might touch us
with an offering.
Though
we are there, out
in that other place
the familiar cup
of a summer’s rose
rises
from this ground
to kiss us
with the miracle
of its pouring passions.
And
we are downed
supine
into the common
haunting symbolum
of earth’s
dense mystery.
Though
not a single
word has swollen
to the lips
like a cherry
freshly swollen,
but the heavy
buzzing
of a working bee
lost
in the ecstasies
of pollen.
And
we are spellbound
and complete.
Like fruit.
Like garden.
David Sparenberg
Happy birthday dear Maureen
Wish you all the best in life!
And keep smiling!
Big hug
Sandra
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Merci pour cette précision, moi aussi je ne suis pas très anglophone et je préfère plutôt le français pour communiquer avec toi.
j'aime beaucoup le Québèc ce beau pays dont je garde de très bons souvenirs et de "l'été indien" je crois.
Amour et paix
Abdel
Hi MaureenWe have a brazilian quote that says "laugh is the best medicine", as a quite broken translation may I confess...LOL
I can see your eyes smiling too.
A big hug and a wonderfull weekend
Je suppose qu'une Québécoise parle aussi bien le français que l'anglais !
Merci d'avoir acceptée mon invitation à une amitié virtuelle à travers ce site !
Donc merci pour ton amitié et j'espère qu'on échangera aussi souvent que possible sur les problèmes de notre époque qui t'intéressent!
Sachez aussi qu'il y a un groupe francophone à iPeace ou tu peux nous rejoindre et voici le lien : http://www.ipeace.me/groups/group/listByLocation?location=Monde+Francophone+sur+iPeace.
Love & Peace
Abdel
do you like to chat on messenger??
thank you so much for the friendship.
I would like to say that you sound to be cute girl.
wish you a lovely night
hugs
Muntaser
I'm from tunisia & I Liked your friendship
Love & peace
Abdel
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