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With a Strong Brush
Loving and kindness, egolessness, sunbursting blue skies and shiny blue lakes: wisdom within me, to then become restless, soothing tornadoes and calming earthquakes. I can feel clearly now the fog is gone! Life prepared all along for this moment, this time. Whispering everything through a recurring song, Follows me singing in beat and rhyme. All that I’ve ever learned comes to this thus: Wisdom and knowledge within my broken heart. There is a pattern that bridges us! Energy feeding a recurring work of art. Lovemaking, fishing, and taking a nap: these are the strokes of my painting brush. Flowers and finches, the mountain’s snowcap: background to clarity, with a strong brush.
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