Flows of Life

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Flows of Life

Im standing at the point in which three streams become the one.
from here i see the flows,from each and paths from which they come.
farie breath i call the first she dances playfully.
a charging boar the second of rageing tempers all i see.
from the third ,the spring of life a fountain flowing free.
as i stand i smile in glee for those three streams are just...like me.

haysboro1 07

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The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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