TellingBird
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Post by TellingBird on Aug 14, 2008 0:12:59 GMT 9.5
To breathe the air, how delicious! To speak--to walk--to seize something by the hand! To prepare for sleep, for bed, to look on my rose-color'd flesh! To be conscious of my body, so satisfied, so large! To be this incredible God I am! To have gone forth among other Gods, these men and women I love. Wonderful how I celebrate you and myself How my thoughts play subtly at the spectacles around! How the clouds pass silently overhead! How the earth darts on and on! and how the sun, moon, stars, dart on and on! How the water sports and sings! (surely it is alive!) How the trees rise and stand up, with strong trunks, with branches and leaves! (Surely there is something more in each of the trees, some living soul.) O amazement of things--even the least particle! O spirituality of things!
-- Walt Whitman
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Post by Chips on Aug 14, 2008 15:13:09 GMT 9.5
Thank you Richard.
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Post by Willow on Aug 20, 2008 21:28:24 GMT 9.5
;D ;D ;D ;D
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Post by Deleted on Aug 21, 2008 7:16:18 GMT 9.5
TellingBird you have the sweetest grin on you face That is you in the avatar.
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