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Poetry

Meant To Be

The great news is this.

If I am here,

there is nowhere else

I’m meant to be.

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Poetry

Soon

I know you hear them.

The bells that ring for you

sing for you

bring for you

the stepping stones

of destiny.

What if I were to tell you

it’s all much easier

than you think?

What if I were to tell you

the search is over,

and the bells are coming

to you?

You would finally breathe again,

wouldn’t you.

You would finally see

that what you were searching for

was the quiet

you need

to hear the bells

and follow the call.

Soon, you will hear them

loud and clear.

Soon, sweet human.

Soon.

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The Darling Blog Of May

Darling Day 27. Destiny

Deep in the darling woods,

the darkness creeps

and the wind whispers

of daisies and delight:

destiny

hanging in the air

beyond the trees.

Waiting.

Waiting for permission

to live.

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Life

The Wind of Change

Every so often, the wind of change blows me a dream.

A spark.

A glimpse of the person I truly am inside.

Sigh.

Where do you blow, sweet wind?

And what do you wish this sleepy dreamer to be?

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