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<rdf:RDF xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:admin="http://webns.net/mvcb/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><default:channel xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:admin="http://webns.net/mvcb/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" rdf:about="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/"><title>Pure Poetry</title><link>http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/</link><description>A Collection of my own poems</description><dc:language xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">en-UK</dc:language><admin:generatorAgent xmlns:admin="http://webns.net/mvcb/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" rdf:resource="http://www.blog.co.uk"/><sy:updatePeriod xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/">hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/">8</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/">2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><image><title>Pure Poetry</title><link>http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/</link><url>http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/13/edfe55e4aa359282a7f3cec89f46b7_160x200.jpg</url></image><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/07/06/a_mantra_for_peace~937776/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/04/06/love_is~706782/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/03/01/the_day_the_angels_came~604332/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/02/22/the_days_longtime_coming~583678/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/23/sacred_promise~498165/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/22/rise_up~494113/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/15/my_work_is_done~473468/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/15/earthsong~473346/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/13/trees~466683/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/13/grandmother~466632/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/13/o_ma~466612/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/13/father_sky~466596/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/13/gaia_s_song~466588/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/the_voice_that_is_your_heart~464062/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/words_on_a_grey_evening~464059/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/beloved_garden~464054/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/many_hearts~464051/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/remember~464042/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/the_dance_of_life~464038/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/beloved~464031/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/angels~464028/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/sacred_love~464023/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/you_are_you~464012/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/we_are_one~464009/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/life_is_perfect~464003/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/omnipotence_of_love~463998/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/the_beauty_of_a_rose~463982/"/></rdf:Seq></items></default:channel><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/07/06/a_mantra_for_peace~937776/"><default:title>A Mantra for Peace</default:title><default:link>http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/07/06/a_mantra_for_peace~937776/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2006-07-06T12:38:31+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Peace is my mission&lt;br&gt;Peace is my goal&lt;br&gt;Peace is where I want to be&lt;br&gt;let Peace be in my soul&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/07/06/a_mantra_for_peace~937776/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Peace is my mission<br>Peace is my goal<br>Peace is where I want to be<br>let Peace be in my soul<br>
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/07/06/a_mantra_for_peace~937776/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/04/06/love_is~706782/"><default:title>Love is</default:title><default:link>http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/04/06/love_is~706782/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2006-04-06T11:35:42+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Love is the laughter of a child&lt;br&gt;
Love is being totally absorbed in creating beauty&lt;br&gt;
Love is heaven on Earth&lt;br&gt;
Love is to be given and received&lt;br&gt;
Love is walking in nature&lt;br&gt;
Love is something with which we must honour ourselves&lt;br&gt;
Love is an expansion of the heart&lt;br&gt;
Love is all that is&lt;br&gt;
Love is the greatest power in the universe&lt;br&gt;
Love is patient and understanding&lt;br&gt;
Love is the song of the nightingale&lt;br&gt;
Love is being kissed by an angel&lt;br&gt;
Love is planting a tree&lt;br&gt;
Love is sharing yourself with another&lt;br&gt;
Love is fearless&lt;br&gt;
Love is unconditional&lt;br&gt;
Love is infinite&lt;br&gt;
Love is free
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/04/06/love_is~706782/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Love is the laughter of a child<br>
Love is being totally absorbed in creating beauty<br>
Love is heaven on Earth<br>
Love is to be given and received<br>
Love is walking in nature<br>
Love is something with which we must honour ourselves<br>
Love is an expansion of the heart<br>
Love is all that is<br>
Love is the greatest power in the universe<br>
Love is patient and understanding<br>
Love is the song of the nightingale<br>
Love is being kissed by an angel<br>
Love is planting a tree<br>
Love is sharing yourself with another<br>
Love is fearless<br>
Love is unconditional<br>
Love is infinite<br>
Love is free
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/04/06/love_is~706782/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/03/01/the_day_the_angels_came~604332/"><default:title>The Day the Angels Came</default:title><default:link>http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/03/01/the_day_the_angels_came~604332/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2006-03-01T19:20:42+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;There was a great rejoicing as the Angels spread their beauteous wings o'er this Earth in visitation of humankind. There was love and laughter for this was the beginning: a New Dawn.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"We wish to walk with thee," they told the men and women there assembled. "We wish to guide your steps and hold your hands, to teach you many things- the divinity of grace and the beauty of love and the power of light."&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"Oh Yes! Yes!" The people cried. "We wish to know these things." There followed a time of great transition for the humans, for though their hearts and their spirits welcomed the Angels, their bodies and minds knew turmoil and fear:&lt;br&gt;
In becomic Angelic, guided by the Power of Love, they relinquished the Love of Power which had been for so long a part of their nature, and this raged as a battle for a time.&lt;br&gt;
At last, the cycle was complete, and all was Harmonious.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/03/01/the_day_the_angels_came~604332/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>There was a great rejoicing as the Angels spread their beauteous wings o'er this Earth in visitation of humankind. There was love and laughter for this was the beginning: a New Dawn.</p>
	<p>"We wish to walk with thee," they told the men and women there assembled. "We wish to guide your steps and hold your hands, to teach you many things- the divinity of grace and the beauty of love and the power of light."</p>
	<p>"Oh Yes! Yes!" The people cried. "We wish to know these things." There followed a time of great transition for the humans, for though their hearts and their spirits welcomed the Angels, their bodies and minds knew turmoil and fear:<br>
In becomic Angelic, guided by the Power of Love, they relinquished the Love of Power which had been for so long a part of their nature, and this raged as a battle for a time.<br>
At last, the cycle was complete, and all was Harmonious.
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/03/01/the_day_the_angels_came~604332/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/02/22/the_days_longtime_coming~583678/"><default:title>The days Longtime coming</default:title><default:link>http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/02/22/the_days_longtime_coming~583678/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2006-02-22T15:58:46+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Beauty surrounds you&lt;br&gt;
And all that you do&lt;br&gt;
We sit and we watch you&lt;br&gt;
We guide you to truth&lt;br&gt;
Be strong in your heart&lt;br&gt;
Be strong in your soul&lt;br&gt;
For all that we say to you&lt;br&gt;
Makes you feel whole&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The simplest of all is&lt;br&gt;
The Power of Love&lt;br&gt;
Upon the horizon&lt;br&gt;
The sun 'pears above&lt;br&gt;
The flow of the river&lt;br&gt;
The blue of the sky&lt;br&gt;
The purest creation&lt;br&gt;
Allows you to fly&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So look into nature&lt;br&gt;
Take heed of your dreams&lt;br&gt;
Trust in the knowing&lt;br&gt;
All's not as it seems&lt;br&gt;
For now we are calling&lt;br&gt;
Remember the plans&lt;br&gt;
That placed all our futures&lt;br&gt;
in delicate hands&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So all come together&lt;br&gt;
To join into one&lt;br&gt;
To finish the picture&lt;br&gt;
The Ancients begun&lt;br&gt;
Look into the faces&lt;br&gt;
That you recognise&lt;br&gt;
Hear clearly the words&lt;br&gt;
of the Joyful and Wise&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The days longtime coming&lt;br&gt;
We find ourselves in&lt;br&gt;
So dance in the moon and&lt;br&gt;
The sun that begins&lt;br&gt;
Its unstoppable journey&lt;br&gt;
To illuminate&lt;br&gt;
Every mind, Every heart,&lt;br&gt;
Every voice celebrate&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Raphael)&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/02/22/the_days_longtime_coming~583678/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Beauty surrounds you<br>
And all that you do<br>
We sit and we watch you<br>
We guide you to truth<br>
Be strong in your heart<br>
Be strong in your soul<br>
For all that we say to you<br>
Makes you feel whole</p>
	<p>The simplest of all is<br>
The Power of Love<br>
Upon the horizon<br>
The sun 'pears above<br>
The flow of the river<br>
The blue of the sky<br>
The purest creation<br>
Allows you to fly</p>
	<p>So look into nature<br>
Take heed of your dreams<br>
Trust in the knowing<br>
All's not as it seems<br>
For now we are calling<br>
Remember the plans<br>
That placed all our futures<br>
in delicate hands</p>
	<p>So all come together<br>
To join into one<br>
To finish the picture<br>
The Ancients begun<br>
Look into the faces<br>
That you recognise<br>
Hear clearly the words<br>
of the Joyful and Wise</p>
	<p>The days longtime coming<br>
We find ourselves in<br>
So dance in the moon and<br>
The sun that begins<br>
Its unstoppable journey<br>
To illuminate<br>
Every mind, Every heart,<br>
Every voice celebrate</p>
	<p><em>(Raphael)</em>
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/02/22/the_days_longtime_coming~583678/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/23/sacred_promise~498165/"><default:title>Sacred Promise</default:title><default:link>http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/23/sacred_promise~498165/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2006-01-23T14:02:48+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;There is a sacred promise&lt;br&gt;
A mystery concealed&lt;br&gt;
On remembering the question&lt;br&gt;
All will be revealed&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Sit before me with an open heart&lt;br&gt;
Before me full of love&lt;br&gt;
Before me with an open mind&lt;br&gt;
Below, as so, above&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;For this is a reflection&lt;br&gt;
of what hides within your mind&lt;br&gt;
When you visualise perfection&lt;br&gt;
That is what you'll find.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/23/sacred_promise~498165/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>There is a sacred promise<br>
A mystery concealed<br>
On remembering the question<br>
All will be revealed</p>
	<p>Sit before me with an open heart<br>
Before me full of love<br>
Before me with an open mind<br>
Below, as so, above</p>
	<p>For this is a reflection<br>
of what hides within your mind<br>
When you visualise perfection<br>
That is what you'll find.
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/23/sacred_promise~498165/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/22/rise_up~494113/"><default:title>Rise Up</default:title><default:link>http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/22/rise_up~494113/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2006-01-22T02:03:18+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Sitting in the corner is a small boy&lt;br&gt;
Hugs himself so he won't feel alone&lt;br&gt;
Hungry, tired, beaten, there is no joy,&lt;br&gt;
Hearts of stone&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Rise up&lt;br&gt;
You can rise&lt;br&gt;
Rise up&lt;br&gt;
You can rise&lt;br&gt;
Let your heart go free&lt;br&gt;
Open your wings&lt;br&gt;
You can fly&lt;br&gt;
Let your heart go free&lt;br&gt;
Let yourself fly&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Lady crying waiting at the station&lt;br&gt;
Hasn't got a friend now in the world&lt;br&gt;
All that she's known is humiliation&lt;br&gt;
Hearts of stone&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Rise up&lt;br&gt;
You can rise&lt;br&gt;
Rise up&lt;br&gt;
You can rise&lt;br&gt;
Let your heart go free&lt;br&gt;
Open your wings&lt;br&gt;
You can fly&lt;br&gt;
Let your heart go free&lt;br&gt;
Let yourself fly&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Rise up&lt;br&gt;
We can rise&lt;br&gt;
Rise up&lt;br&gt;
We can rise&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;written as lyrics for a friend in 1997.&lt;br&gt;
As a song, it was wonderful!&lt;/em&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/22/rise_up~494113/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Sitting in the corner is a small boy<br>
Hugs himself so he won't feel alone<br>
Hungry, tired, beaten, there is no joy,<br>
Hearts of stone</p>
	<p>Rise up<br>
You can rise<br>
Rise up<br>
You can rise<br>
Let your heart go free<br>
Open your wings<br>
You can fly<br>
Let your heart go free<br>
Let yourself fly</p>
	<p>Lady crying waiting at the station<br>
Hasn't got a friend now in the world<br>
All that she's known is humiliation<br>
Hearts of stone</p>
	<p>Rise up<br>
You can rise<br>
Rise up<br>
You can rise<br>
Let your heart go free<br>
Open your wings<br>
You can fly<br>
Let your heart go free<br>
Let yourself fly</p>
	<p>Rise up<br>
We can rise<br>
Rise up<br>
We can rise</p>
	<p><em>written as lyrics for a friend in 1997.<br>
As a song, it was wonderful!</em>
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/22/rise_up~494113/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/15/my_work_is_done~473468/"><default:title>My work is done</default:title><default:link>http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/15/my_work_is_done~473468/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2006-01-15T16:44:44+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;When all things sit in beauty&lt;br&gt;
When all beings know harmony and joy&lt;br&gt;
Then my work is done&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;When love flows from every soul in abundance&lt;br&gt;
Without condition&lt;br&gt;
Without judgement&lt;br&gt;
With only truth&lt;br&gt;
Then my work is done&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;When it is enough for all to exist in this one moment&lt;br&gt;
With understanding&lt;br&gt;
With wonder&lt;br&gt;
Then my work&lt;br&gt;
is done&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;When all is bliss&lt;br&gt;
It is done...
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/15/my_work_is_done~473468/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>When all things sit in beauty<br>
When all beings know harmony and joy<br>
Then my work is done</p>
	<p>When love flows from every soul in abundance<br>
Without condition<br>
Without judgement<br>
With only truth<br>
Then my work is done</p>
	<p>When it is enough for all to exist in this one moment<br>
With understanding<br>
With wonder<br>
Then my work<br>
is done</p>
	<p>When all is bliss<br>
It is done...
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/15/my_work_is_done~473468/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/15/earthsong~473346/"><default:title>Earthsong</default:title><default:link>http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/15/earthsong~473346/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2006-01-15T16:14:48+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;I am dancing, circling, spinning&lt;br&gt;
In my dress of green and blue&lt;br&gt;
And my voice is always singing out&lt;br&gt;
A song of love for you.&lt;br&gt;
My heart is overflowing&lt;br&gt;
With a love worth more than gold&lt;br&gt;
But where you once reciprocated&lt;br&gt;
Love, the atmosphere grows cold.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And my hand is ever reaching&lt;br&gt;
For my trust, it rests in you&lt;br&gt;
But it seems you barely notice-&lt;br&gt;
You have too much to do&lt;br&gt;
Running round and round in circles&lt;br&gt;
You don't even look my way&lt;br&gt;
Your eyes don't even recognise&lt;br&gt;
That colours start to fade.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My rivers turn to poison&lt;br&gt;
As they flow into the sea&lt;br&gt;
My air begins to burn you&lt;br&gt;
While you stare at your TV&lt;br&gt;
Will you eat the coins you're hoarding&lt;br&gt;
Join the hands or wave the arms&lt;br&gt;
Eyes and ears and hearts avoiding&lt;br&gt;
The most wonderous healing balm.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/15/earthsong~473346/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>I am dancing, circling, spinning<br>
In my dress of green and blue<br>
And my voice is always singing out<br>
A song of love for you.<br>
My heart is overflowing<br>
With a love worth more than gold<br>
But where you once reciprocated<br>
Love, the atmosphere grows cold.</p>
	<p>And my hand is ever reaching<br>
For my trust, it rests in you<br>
But it seems you barely notice-<br>
You have too much to do<br>
Running round and round in circles<br>
You don't even look my way<br>
Your eyes don't even recognise<br>
That colours start to fade.</p>
	<p>My rivers turn to poison<br>
As they flow into the sea<br>
My air begins to burn you<br>
While you stare at your TV<br>
Will you eat the coins you're hoarding<br>
Join the hands or wave the arms<br>
Eyes and ears and hearts avoiding<br>
The most wonderous healing balm.
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/15/earthsong~473346/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/13/trees~466683/"><default:title>Trees</default:title><default:link>http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/13/trees~466683/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2006-01-13T12:03:38+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;The young trees wave their branches about&lt;br&gt;
Look at me! Look at me!&lt;br&gt;
Spindly trunks,&lt;br&gt;
Tiny fruit,&lt;br&gt;
A celebration of the future.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/13/trees~466683/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>The young trees wave their branches about<br>
Look at me! Look at me!<br>
Spindly trunks,<br>
Tiny fruit,<br>
A celebration of the future.
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/13/trees~466683/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/13/grandmother~466632/"><default:title>Grandmother</default:title><default:link>http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/13/grandmother~466632/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2006-01-13T11:32:24+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;written after sitting with Grandmother Sara Smith, of Turtle Clan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Grandmother sits&lt;br&gt;
Grandmother knows&lt;br&gt;
Grandmother loves&lt;br&gt;
Grandmother glows&lt;br&gt;
Grandmother watches&lt;br&gt;
Grandmother sees&lt;br&gt;
Grandmother feels&lt;br&gt;
Grandmother speaks&lt;br&gt;
Grandmother wisdom&lt;br&gt;
Teaches us all&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Let us make time&lt;br&gt;
To listen&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/p/purepoetry/img/jan_gmom3_sm.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.spiritofmaat.com/archive/jan1/gmomsara.htm"&gt;www.spiritofmaat.com/archive/jan1/gmomsara.htm&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/13/grandmother~466632/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><em>written after sitting with Grandmother Sara Smith, of Turtle Clan</em></p>
	<p>Grandmother sits<br>
Grandmother knows<br>
Grandmother loves<br>
Grandmother glows<br>
Grandmother watches<br>
Grandmother sees<br>
Grandmother feels<br>
Grandmother speaks<br>
Grandmother wisdom<br>
Teaches us all</p>
	<p>Let us make time<br>
To listen</p>
	<p><img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/p/purepoetry/img/jan_gmom3_sm.jpg" border="0" alt=""></p>
	<p><a href="http://www.spiritofmaat.com/archive/jan1/gmomsara.htm">www.spiritofmaat.com/archive/jan1/gmomsara.htm</a>
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/13/grandmother~466632/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/13/o_ma~466612/"><default:title>O Ma</default:title><default:link>http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/13/o_ma~466612/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2006-01-13T11:20:01+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Inspired by Anandamayi&lt;/p&gt;
	




	&lt;p&gt;Beauty grows richer, though more lined&lt;br&gt;
To be with you, to know I'll find&lt;br&gt;
Wisdom within that cherished heart&lt;br&gt;
To know my love&lt;br&gt;
You play a part.&lt;br&gt;
Strength of a thousand voices knew&lt;br&gt;
The special one,&lt;br&gt;
The special you&lt;br&gt;
Inspired all who felt the kiss&lt;br&gt;
of Ma enraptured&lt;br&gt;
Steeped in Bliss&lt;br&gt;
Joy you brought and Joy you bring&lt;br&gt;
And joy will make our spirits sing.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/p/purepoetry/img/am_3by5_2.jpg" title=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/p/purepoetry/img/am_3by5_2_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/13/o_ma~466612/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Inspired by Anandamayi</p>
	




	<p>Beauty grows richer, though more lined<br>
To be with you, to know I'll find<br>
Wisdom within that cherished heart<br>
To know my love<br>
You play a part.<br>
Strength of a thousand voices knew<br>
The special one,<br>
The special you<br>
Inspired all who felt the kiss<br>
of Ma enraptured<br>
Steeped in Bliss<br>
Joy you brought and Joy you bring<br>
And joy will make our spirits sing.</p>
	<p><a href="http://data1.blog.de/blog/p/purepoetry/img/am_3by5_2.jpg" title=""><img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/p/purepoetry/img/am_3by5_2_small.jpg" border="0" alt=""></a>
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/13/o_ma~466612/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/13/father_sky~466596/"><default:title>Father Sky</default:title><default:link>http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/13/father_sky~466596/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2006-01-13T11:12:31+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Listening well&lt;br&gt;
You ease the way&lt;br&gt;
Hummingbird feather&lt;br&gt;
Breath of a baby&lt;br&gt;
A smile&lt;br&gt;
You're gone&lt;br&gt;
Remember it all&lt;br&gt;
It's only yesterday&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Father sky&lt;br&gt;
Summer rain&lt;br&gt;
Washes over&lt;br&gt;
Clear again&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Waterfall&lt;br&gt;
Catch the sun&lt;br&gt;
Daylight starshine&lt;br&gt;
Here again&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Strawberries blue,&lt;br&gt;
Orange and green&lt;br&gt;
End of the rainbow&lt;br&gt;
Near again&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/13/father_sky~466596/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Listening well<br>
You ease the way<br>
Hummingbird feather<br>
Breath of a baby<br>
A smile<br>
You're gone<br>
Remember it all<br>
It's only yesterday</p>
	<p>Father sky<br>
Summer rain<br>
Washes over<br>
Clear again</p>
	<p>Waterfall<br>
Catch the sun<br>
Daylight starshine<br>
Here again</p>
	<p>Strawberries blue,<br>
Orange and green<br>
End of the rainbow<br>
Near again</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/13/father_sky~466596/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/13/gaia_s_song~466588/"><default:title>Gaia's Song</default:title><default:link>http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/13/gaia_s_song~466588/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2006-01-13T11:06:56+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;I am the Earth&lt;br&gt;
I open my eyes and feel with&lt;br&gt;
my being the grass and&lt;br&gt;
the flowers of the meadow.&lt;br&gt;
I drink in the smell&lt;br&gt;
I feel the birds&lt;br&gt;
I feel feet upon me, bare feet&lt;br&gt;
on my face, but it is bliss.&lt;br&gt;
There is no pain.&lt;br&gt;
I Am the path you must tread&lt;br&gt;
And I love you&lt;br&gt;
It is ecstacy.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/13/gaia_s_song~466588/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>I am the Earth<br>
I open my eyes and feel with<br>
my being the grass and<br>
the flowers of the meadow.<br>
I drink in the smell<br>
I feel the birds<br>
I feel feet upon me, bare feet<br>
on my face, but it is bliss.<br>
There is no pain.<br>
I Am the path you must tread<br>
And I love you<br>
It is ecstacy.
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/13/gaia_s_song~466588/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/the_voice_that_is_your_heart~464062/"><default:title>The voice that is your heart</default:title><default:link>http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/the_voice_that_is_your_heart~464062/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2006-01-12T13:46:19+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;The voice that is your heart&lt;br&gt;
by puredawn @ 05 Nov. 2005 - 14:11:31&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Trust the voice that is your heart&lt;br&gt;
Comes from within&lt;br&gt;
It is a part&lt;br&gt;
Of all creation.&lt;br&gt;
Just as you wiuld sit and doubt&lt;br&gt;
The voice will grow into a shout&lt;br&gt;
Demands attention&lt;br&gt;
Must be heard&lt;br&gt;
That thought, begun as fragile bird&lt;br&gt;
A small inconsequential word&lt;br&gt;
The inner voice that is your heart&lt;br&gt;
Is very real&lt;br&gt;
It is a part&lt;br&gt;
Of all creation&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/the_voice_that_is_your_heart~464062/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>The voice that is your heart<br>
by puredawn @ 05 Nov. 2005 - 14:11:31</p>
	<p>Trust the voice that is your heart<br>
Comes from within<br>
It is a part<br>
Of all creation.<br>
Just as you wiuld sit and doubt<br>
The voice will grow into a shout<br>
Demands attention<br>
Must be heard<br>
That thought, begun as fragile bird<br>
A small inconsequential word<br>
The inner voice that is your heart<br>
Is very real<br>
It is a part<br>
Of all creation</p>
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Although it was cloudy&lt;br&gt;
I know it was there.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;There is love in the world&lt;br&gt;
Though they try to hide&lt;br&gt;
I know it is there.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I am. Loving you all tonight&lt;br&gt;
My soul burns brightly&lt;br&gt;
Know it is there.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/words_on_a_grey_evening~464059/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>There was a sunset tonight<br>
Although it was cloudy<br>
I know it was there.</p>
	<p>There is love in the world<br>
Though they try to hide<br>
I know it is there.</p>
	<p>I am. Loving you all tonight<br>
My soul burns brightly<br>
Know it is there.</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/words_on_a_grey_evening~464059/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/beloved_garden~464054/"><default:title>BELOVED GARDEN</default:title><default:link>http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/beloved_garden~464054/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2006-01-12T13:44:02+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;BELOVED GARDEN&lt;br&gt;
by puredawn @ 30 Oct. 2005 - 10:28:26&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;This is the garden of my soul&lt;br&gt;
I walk its paths in pure delight&lt;br&gt;
The earth and sky that make me whole&lt;br&gt;
The magic lives both day and night&lt;br&gt;
No other place restores me so&lt;br&gt;
This healing balm that satisfies&lt;br&gt;
Will lift me up when I am low&lt;br&gt;
My spirit soars its beauteous skies.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Every tree and every flower&lt;br&gt;
Enriches this most lovely place&lt;br&gt;
Minute to minute, hour to hour&lt;br&gt;
Beloved vista changes face&lt;br&gt;
The seasons cycle ambles on&lt;br&gt;
How elegant the tireless ride&lt;br&gt;
The falling leaves, the trailing frond&lt;br&gt;
The gentle petals' vibrant pride&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Within this place there is no star&lt;br&gt;
No plant surpasses all the rest&lt;br&gt;
From highest bough to sweetest flower&lt;br&gt;
Is harmony beyond contest&lt;br&gt;
Each shape, each colour, every scent&lt;br&gt;
Combines to make this world complete&lt;br&gt;
And this is why to you I'm sent&lt;br&gt;
To feel the earth beneath my feet&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;BELOVED GARDEN, HEAR MY VOICE&lt;br&gt;
IN YOU MY HEART IS FULL: REJOICE!
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/beloved_garden~464054/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>BELOVED GARDEN<br>
by puredawn @ 30 Oct. 2005 - 10:28:26</p>
	<p>This is the garden of my soul<br>
I walk its paths in pure delight<br>
The earth and sky that make me whole<br>
The magic lives both day and night<br>
No other place restores me so<br>
This healing balm that satisfies<br>
Will lift me up when I am low<br>
My spirit soars its beauteous skies.</p>
	<p>Every tree and every flower<br>
Enriches this most lovely place<br>
Minute to minute, hour to hour<br>
Beloved vista changes face<br>
The seasons cycle ambles on<br>
How elegant the tireless ride<br>
The falling leaves, the trailing frond<br>
The gentle petals' vibrant pride</p>
	<p>Within this place there is no star<br>
No plant surpasses all the rest<br>
From highest bough to sweetest flower<br>
Is harmony beyond contest<br>
Each shape, each colour, every scent<br>
Combines to make this world complete<br>
And this is why to you I'm sent<br>
To feel the earth beneath my feet</p>
	<p>BELOVED GARDEN, HEAR MY VOICE<br>
IN YOU MY HEART IS FULL: REJOICE!
</p>
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by puredawn @ 08 Nov. 2005 - 11:37:51&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My heart could burst&lt;br&gt;
It feels so full&lt;br&gt;
The cleansing rain&lt;br&gt;
The healing wind&lt;br&gt;
The burning sun&lt;br&gt;
All nourish my soul.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/many_hearts~464051/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Many Hearts<br>
by puredawn @ 08 Nov. 2005 - 11:37:51</p>
	<p>My heart could burst<br>
It feels so full<br>
The cleansing rain<br>
The healing wind<br>
The burning sun<br>
All nourish my soul.</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/many_hearts~464051/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/remember~464042/"><default:title>Remember</default:title><default:link>http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/remember~464042/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2006-01-12T13:41:16+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Remember the love that you came from&lt;br&gt;
Remember the tasks that you set yourself&lt;br&gt;
And the path you wished to walk,&lt;br&gt;
Remember the eyes of those you have loved&lt;br&gt;
And the strength of the arms that embrace you.&lt;br&gt;
Remember all that you have known&lt;br&gt;
And all the lessons you have learned.&lt;br&gt;
Remember all that you are&lt;br&gt;
And all you have ever been.&lt;br&gt;
Remember the way.&lt;br&gt;
Remember the way is not what you expect it to be.&lt;br&gt;
Remember the excitement of an open heart-&lt;br&gt;
The exhilaration of change,&lt;br&gt;
Of trusting the unknown,&lt;br&gt;
Of confronting a fear, of knowing in your heart that you are the best you can be.&lt;br&gt;
Remember it all&lt;br&gt;
For it is all&lt;br&gt;
Is you&lt;br&gt;
Is...&lt;br&gt;
Everything.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/remember~464042/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Remember the love that you came from<br>
Remember the tasks that you set yourself<br>
And the path you wished to walk,<br>
Remember the eyes of those you have loved<br>
And the strength of the arms that embrace you.<br>
Remember all that you have known<br>
And all the lessons you have learned.<br>
Remember all that you are<br>
And all you have ever been.<br>
Remember the way.<br>
Remember the way is not what you expect it to be.<br>
Remember the excitement of an open heart-<br>
The exhilaration of change,<br>
Of trusting the unknown,<br>
Of confronting a fear, of knowing in your heart that you are the best you can be.<br>
Remember it all<br>
For it is all<br>
Is you<br>
Is...<br>
Everything.
</p>
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by puredawn @ 27 Nov. 2005 - 11:18:41&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I ran so fast that I almost fell over&lt;br&gt;
Made all my choices, Saw clearly the way&lt;br&gt;
The dance that is life with her dainty hand beckoned&lt;br&gt;
Her colours so vibrant, Unable to fade.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Of silver and gold were the rings on her fingers&lt;br&gt;
The softest of leather let feet celebrate&lt;br&gt;
The rise and the fall of the breath in her body&lt;br&gt;
The drape of the fabric a madrigal played.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;In mystical spirals her hair polka'd waistward&lt;br&gt;
Revealing, concealing a hand that would ache&lt;br&gt;
To hold in the palm all the fruits of the harvest&lt;br&gt;
To sing all the notes of the song that she made.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Yet the greatest of all was the truth in her eyes&lt;br&gt;
The fulfilment of every dream's efforts to pray&lt;br&gt;
Defiant of word, separated from body&lt;br&gt;
I watch, I wait, I participate.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/the_dance_of_life~464038/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>The Dance of Life<br>
by puredawn @ 27 Nov. 2005 - 11:18:41</p>
	<p>I ran so fast that I almost fell over<br>
Made all my choices, Saw clearly the way<br>
The dance that is life with her dainty hand beckoned<br>
Her colours so vibrant, Unable to fade.</p>
	<p>Of silver and gold were the rings on her fingers<br>
The softest of leather let feet celebrate<br>
The rise and the fall of the breath in her body<br>
The drape of the fabric a madrigal played.</p>
	<p>In mystical spirals her hair polka'd waistward<br>
Revealing, concealing a hand that would ache<br>
To hold in the palm all the fruits of the harvest<br>
To sing all the notes of the song that she made.</p>
	<p>Yet the greatest of all was the truth in her eyes<br>
The fulfilment of every dream's efforts to pray<br>
Defiant of word, separated from body<br>
I watch, I wait, I participate.</p>
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Feeling Earth beneath our feet&lt;br&gt;
We laughed the way that lovers do&lt;br&gt;
Feeling joy and love complete&lt;br&gt;
The trees our only shelter- the river flowing by&lt;br&gt;
We both have earth for pillows,&lt;br&gt;
For blanket we will share the same sky.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My beloved! Passion still burns within my heart&lt;br&gt;
I will return to you, Wishing we had never been apart!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The adventure of a youthful mind&lt;br&gt;
Took me far away from home&lt;br&gt;
I bravely fought to hide the tears&lt;br&gt;
As I left you there alone&lt;br&gt;
I look down from the mountain- the river flowing by&lt;br&gt;
I can bear this separation&lt;br&gt;
Knowing we still share the same sky.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My beloved! Passion still burns within my heart&lt;br&gt;
I will return to you, Wishing we had never been apart!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/p/purepoetry/img/greyowl3.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/beloved~464031/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>We Have walked this sacred pathway<br>
Feeling Earth beneath our feet<br>
We laughed the way that lovers do<br>
Feeling joy and love complete<br>
The trees our only shelter- the river flowing by<br>
We both have earth for pillows,<br>
For blanket we will share the same sky.</p>
	<p>My beloved! Passion still burns within my heart<br>
I will return to you, Wishing we had never been apart!</p>
	<p>The adventure of a youthful mind<br>
Took me far away from home<br>
I bravely fought to hide the tears<br>
As I left you there alone<br>
I look down from the mountain- the river flowing by<br>
I can bear this separation<br>
Knowing we still share the same sky.</p>
	<p>My beloved! Passion still burns within my heart<br>
I will return to you, Wishing we had never been apart!</p>
	<p><img src="http://data1.blog.de/blog/p/purepoetry/img/greyowl3.jpg" border="0" alt="">
</p>
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	&lt;p&gt;To hear you sing like a child at play...&lt;br&gt;
You smile, You laugh, You la la la&lt;br&gt;
Your step has a spring, for on this day&lt;br&gt;
An Angel came from a place afar&lt;br&gt;
And now it grows within your heart&lt;br&gt;
You are aware of a brand new start&lt;br&gt;
It brings to you a dazzling smile&lt;br&gt;
A glowing look, and all the while&lt;br&gt;
You make the journey that began&lt;br&gt;
With love from Angels unto man
&lt;/p&gt;
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	<p>To hear you sing like a child at play...<br>
You smile, You laugh, You la la la<br>
Your step has a spring, for on this day<br>
An Angel came from a place afar<br>
And now it grows within your heart<br>
You are aware of a brand new start<br>
It brings to you a dazzling smile<br>
A glowing look, and all the while<br>
You make the journey that began<br>
With love from Angels unto man
</p>
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	&lt;p&gt;I feel you&lt;br&gt;
Like a warm blanket you wrap yourself around me&lt;br&gt;
I hear you&lt;br&gt;
Singing words of love and joy and encouragement&lt;br&gt;
As I sleep&lt;br&gt;
You rest beside me, our hearts joined as one&lt;br&gt;
As I dream&lt;br&gt;
We travel together hand in hand&lt;br&gt;
I know you are there&lt;br&gt;
For we made a promise-&lt;br&gt;
Creation, me and you&lt;br&gt;
Never to be broken, Sealed with a kiss and tied with a rainbow.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/sacred_love~464023/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>by puredawn @ 30 Nov. 2005 - 23:56:34</p>
	<p>I feel you<br>
Like a warm blanket you wrap yourself around me<br>
I hear you<br>
Singing words of love and joy and encouragement<br>
As I sleep<br>
You rest beside me, our hearts joined as one<br>
As I dream<br>
We travel together hand in hand<br>
I know you are there<br>
For we made a promise-<br>
Creation, me and you<br>
Never to be broken, Sealed with a kiss and tied with a rainbow.</p>
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	&lt;p&gt;You know me&lt;br&gt;
You know my heart&lt;br&gt;
How could I ever not love you?&lt;br&gt;
How could I do anything but smile at the thought of you?&lt;br&gt;
How could I not sing your praises?&lt;br&gt;
How could I fail to breathe your name on waking?&lt;br&gt;
Dream of love&lt;br&gt;
Springs making&lt;br&gt;
With you?&lt;br&gt;
My love for you will always be&lt;br&gt;
A river of joy and excitement and anticipation&lt;br&gt;
Because you are you&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/you_are_you~464012/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>by puredawn @ 03 Dec. 2005 - 01:59:54</p>
	<p>You know me<br>
You know my heart<br>
How could I ever not love you?<br>
How could I do anything but smile at the thought of you?<br>
How could I not sing your praises?<br>
How could I fail to breathe your name on waking?<br>
Dream of love<br>
Springs making<br>
With you?<br>
My love for you will always be<br>
A river of joy and excitement and anticipation<br>
Because you are you</p>
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by puredawn @ 03 Dec. 2005 - 02:05:05&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The key to my soul lies with you&lt;br&gt;
My path begins with you&lt;br&gt;
My path ends with you&lt;br&gt;
I am you&lt;br&gt;
I am all things as&lt;br&gt;
You are all things&lt;br&gt;
For we are one&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/we_are_one~464009/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>We are one<br>
by puredawn @ 03 Dec. 2005 - 02:05:05</p>
	<p>The key to my soul lies with you<br>
My path begins with you<br>
My path ends with you<br>
I am you<br>
I am all things as<br>
You are all things<br>
For we are one</p>
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	&lt;p&gt;This life is Perfect-&lt;br&gt;
No need to&lt;br&gt;
Prepare for the worst&lt;br&gt;
of unrealised fears&lt;br&gt;
Rolling and coasting&lt;br&gt;
Slipping and Sliding&lt;br&gt;
Crash-land into rapturous cheers!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/life_is_perfect~464003/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>by puredawn @ 03 Dec. 2005 - 02:18:23</p>
	<p>This life is Perfect-<br>
No need to<br>
Prepare for the worst<br>
of unrealised fears<br>
Rolling and coasting<br>
Slipping and Sliding<br>
Crash-land into rapturous cheers!</p>
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	&lt;p&gt;I look around - in all I see&lt;br&gt;
The joy of life smiles back at me&lt;br&gt;
The melody of human voice&lt;br&gt;
All Spirit sings as hearts rejoice&lt;br&gt;
Let all that loves and laughs aloud&lt;br&gt;
My eye seek out as it stands proud&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Today this is a world at play,&lt;br&gt;
experiments&lt;br&gt;
or moulds as clay&lt;br&gt;
What matters now, not what has been,&lt;br&gt;
what this one said, what that one's seen&lt;br&gt;
The future path is undisclosed&lt;br&gt;
For all there is, is love enthroned&lt;br&gt;
So take it in your open hand&lt;br&gt;
Let it flow as soft as sand&lt;br&gt;
See the love in every grain&lt;br&gt;
It is not lost, it comes again,&lt;br&gt;
Is infinite in magnitude:&lt;br&gt;
Omnipotence of Love.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://purepoetry.blog.co.uk/2006/01/12/omnipotence_of_love~463998/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>by puredawn @ 03 Jan. 2006 - 16:30:20</p>
	<p>I look around - in all I see<br>
The joy of life smiles back at me<br>
The melody of human voice<br>
All Spirit sings as hearts rejoice<br>
Let all that loves and laughs aloud<br>
My eye seek out as it stands proud</p>
	<p>Today this is a world at play,<br>
experiments<br>
or moulds as clay<br>
What matters now, not what has been,<br>
what this one said, what that one's seen<br>
The future path is undisclosed<br>
For all there is, is love enthroned<br>
So take it in your open hand<br>
Let it flow as soft as sand<br>
See the love in every grain<br>
It is not lost, it comes again,<br>
Is infinite in magnitude:<br>
Omnipotence of Love.</p>
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	&lt;p&gt;While the bloom was softly forming&lt;br&gt;
like a blush you looked away&lt;br&gt;
'til the heart revealed perfected petals&lt;br&gt;
proudly greet the day&lt;br&gt;
Passion in the heat of sunlight&lt;br&gt;
Laughing out the purest joy&lt;br&gt;
Innocent, irreverent screams of love&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Yet the stem supporting beauty&lt;br&gt;
thorns deterrent to your plan&lt;br&gt;
Spilling blood upon the garden should you&lt;br&gt;
take it in your hand&lt;br&gt;
For she needs the root she grows from&lt;br&gt;
While she shows her heart to you&lt;br&gt;
You will never own the beauty of a rose&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;When the summer days grow short&lt;br&gt;
The rose's petals drift away&lt;br&gt;
And your heart will stir in anger at&lt;br&gt;
Inconstancy at play&lt;br&gt;
The flower's love was out of time&lt;br&gt;
For you her beating heart&lt;br&gt;
Cherish always, love, the beauty of a rose&lt;/p&gt;
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	<p>While the bloom was softly forming<br>
like a blush you looked away<br>
'til the heart revealed perfected petals<br>
proudly greet the day<br>
Passion in the heat of sunlight<br>
Laughing out the purest joy<br>
Innocent, irreverent screams of love</p>
	<p>Yet the stem supporting beauty<br>
thorns deterrent to your plan<br>
Spilling blood upon the garden should you<br>
take it in your hand<br>
For she needs the root she grows from<br>
While she shows her heart to you<br>
You will never own the beauty of a rose</p>
	<p>When the summer days grow short<br>
The rose's petals drift away<br>
And your heart will stir in anger at<br>
Inconstancy at play<br>
The flower's love was out of time<br>
For you her beating heart<br>
Cherish always, love, the beauty of a rose</p>
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