September 9th, 2007 by Joy
Digging deep
the soul expands
and spreads its wings
to take an overdue flight.
Opening this door
buried so deep
it’s excavated with love
the soul breathes with relief
Patiently, it waited
for an awakening
the heart joined in
to welcome and rejoice
Old soul, you are free
to embrace the warmth
love and be loved
by its one true friend
The soul recharges and nourishes itself
and awaits its final destination
like a happy child
on an adventure of creation.
© 2007 Beverlee Andrews
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September 9th, 2007 by Joy
Climbing a mountain
steep at times
mud slides possible
that’s life
enjoy the ride.
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September 9th, 2007 by Joy
Money, currency, cash
dollar signs abound
ruler of the world
as it ties a rope around the masses.
© 2007 Beverlee Andrews
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September 9th, 2007 by Joy
Standing there, listening
the beeps seep into my brain
motion after motion
flying by, I wait and watch
as the beeping persists
when the final beep has come
I sigh.
(checking out at Walmart….)
© 2007 Beverlee Andrews
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