Satisfy

Satisfied

Satisfaction

Satisfy

The art of allowing

Feelings to permeate my being

Removing sludge

Setting off fireworks

Surrounded by daffodils

The magical kingdom of me

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Miracles

As I open

I allow many things

To flitter past

Selecting those

That suit me, intrigue me

Knowing I am ready to move on

Yet, I hesitate

Before I decide

For this allows me

The option of choices

And when I choose

I make miracles

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Holding on Because It Makes Me Feel Secure

When I hold onto things

The things that seem so important to me

I loose sight of where I am going

For the weight of the things holds me back

When I release an object

I feel lighter and more in touch with myself

Yet I cling to the trinkets and things

I try to release just one

And when I do

I open myself up for clearer understanding

So why am I holding on to all my stuff

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Love

As the days go by

Precious memories appear

They cover me with delight

And ignite my emotions

They blanket my soul

Yet as I awaken

I can remove the cloth

Freeing my being, my heart and my mind

Opening my channels

To receive Love

Love from Man

Love from the Holy Spirit

Love from Jesus

And Love from God

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Honor

As things open for you my dear

You will be in situations

That will stop you dead in your tracks

When this happens

Breathe deeply

For breathing clears your mind and the shocks

The shocks of another
That is so rude and inconsiderate

Breathe deeply my dear

For when you do

Your light will shine

And you can continue expressing yourself

To the utmost degree of

Love and light

I commend you

I adore you

I honor you

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Receive

Whether you weather

Whether you frown

No difference is made

When you’re a clown

So brighten your smile

Align your physique

Allow your mentality

To bring forth a squeak

This is the day

You will shine

This is the day

You will not mind

For when you are open

And loving and kind

Know that you are meant

To receive all the time

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Grace

As the willow blows in the wind

Each branch moves, with the grace of a song

Yet when the wind is treacherous

The branches move to the fierce rhythm

Know this; Know this is about you

Compare yourself to the willow tree

Your temperament is soft and gentle

Yet when the storm brews

So does your personality

Relax

This is nothing more than

The storm passing

And once the wind stirs gently again

All is for naught

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