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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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