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"Little things becoming"
by David Barger
2009-08-08 07:40:19 |
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What feather soared higher than any dream?
A dream is not developed within an egg.
It is ordained
within the salvation of the mind.
The idea which is lifted from the blackest barathrum,
And is dandled in the arms of a lickerish dreamer.
Betrayal never comes from the thoughts hatched
Newly breathing it is judased by the oppressed
Parent during
fable-like pelargic parturition.
Why tease such dreams with hopeful intentions
When locks are chained at the ruderal portioned heart?
There needs to be an overflowing of determination,
And enduring desire stronger than the strength
Found in what
remains of a cracked eggshell.
Consider the timeframe gathered with growth.
What flower sprouted, grew, and bloomed overnight?
Consider the mustard seed
in relationship to life,
And with little things becoming bountiful and abundant
Then the realization is clearly seen between eye blinks.
Allow yourself the opportunity to know where joy hides,
But do not hinder the smallest thoughts to grow
Because it is in seedlings
where dreams prosper.
The richest soil in the world never knew
Such fertile grounds as that which is found of the mind.
How far will your
thoughts reach
When the universe is virtually limitless?
Allow your dreams to abound, and in so being feracious,
And insomuch abounding above
All things deemed abundantly possible!
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