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When My Spirit Will Rise

There, above the line of cars, Clouds wait patiently for me. Ignoring bleating horns and car exhaust, My spirit is not ready to rise. * I know the air is pure above the clouds, But still I must breathe deeply of this life. Tho food sustains me, I yearn for the Sweet sustenance I find only In forest cathedrals. * It is there I will let clouds take me. 12/30/13

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Date: 1/12/2014 10:22:00 PM
Great poem, James. Full of deeply expressed emotions, and honesty. Enjoyable overall. Keep up this excellent collection of work. Peace.
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Date: 1/11/2014 1:36:00 PM
We have rain forests in British Columbia, I can really relate to the cathedral metophor.
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Date: 1/6/2014 6:45:00 AM
Hey you, I wrote you a Scottish piece Comin' Ham go read it! :P
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Date: 1/3/2014 9:46:00 PM
Sad to say; the exhaust we must ingest corrupts our innards, and though the muchables please us so, one special day, that clean air your write expressed will make the glow cause smile ! Have a wonderful new Year dear friend ! Much love, james
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Date: 12/31/2013 5:37:00 PM
jimbo!..people often miss the beauty of a spirittual glimpse of life.. i find this so vibrant and love the image of forest cathedrals.. you sparkle!.. all the best this new year!.. huggs
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Date: 12/31/2013 7:17:00 AM
Nice allegorical expressions , Jimbo. My best wishes for the coming new year
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Date: 12/30/2013 3:34:00 PM
Yes, I did enjoy hiking so much this summer and fall, I should brave the snow when it comes at least once in the woods! Light & Love
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