Lynar_Mind Portal Poetry: Wings Of Summer Glory

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

Wings Of Summer Glory

It flutters under wood beam cooing, pleasant sounds, then fades into silence. Many do live on the ledge outside my door. Parents watch babies. No flinching with lawnmower sound. As adults we don't mind them timely dropping in, our friends. Babies born in a few days fly off. With glee, joy we ask, We... Sign in to see full entry.

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This blog explores the more positive hallways of creativity, rather than the key negative labels that are prevalent in society today. It's a stopping post where one can find self-improvement, deflate tension support relaxation, and provide a sense of peace, in our times of social upheaval. These days we see pockets of wickedness, by words and deeds, on a catastrophic level. A negative entity that is a breeding ground filled with woe, upon the land and its people. How can we cope with the negative climate of fear and unexpectancy? We need the help of God, the true Universal Soverign, who will soon end all ruination. The need for patience, trust and faith is paramount on our part. I hope you will enjoy reading my insightful poetic variations and provide sincere feedback. Humble Regards,

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