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~ the Wayward Hopes Emotion ~

~ 
Freedom 
is found and 
so rests in measure 
and solely and alone upon 
the given surrender, the one compleate 
abandon to be found within the open heart of the 
broken, will, as as well so pure yes, as well it is a true 
devotion, one given the sight, and the mind to dream,
to take a jaunt upon the merry winds of chance, for it is 
the one given of this the Fathers foremost desire and one 
moving in way of the one wayward hopes emotion, the grace, 
one born of chance, and granted for all and so hence it is so intended 
to be one, an adaptation alive, so as well and thriving, well within the heart 
of a child, to be alone and swept away, alive and wandering free, tossed about and 
around on the many winds of peace and so away goes the one the one gentle chipper leaf,
sent adrift, and amid the fall, apart from the day in way of the gentle warmth one shown to him in 
the beauty of his ever fonder youth, as when to look upon that day just as he was then one quickened in the 
spring now his spirit wandering is found recalling 
the scene, as now he is a love one taken 
aloft the care and gentle 
notions and aloof the 
hearty welcome of the 
breeze, a ways apart 
from the one the one 
so tender, the ever 
tender timber tree. 
As Father love for 
him will sew a new 
place in His heart 
as well so alone 
and in way for him, 
one, a perfect home. 
As I have been the one to 
be so granted the eyes to see. For this graceful 
dance, of this peaceful heart knows that freedom, freedom never falls far, far from the breadth of the tree. ~

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~ Awhile Sat Whittling ~

Yep I reckon I'll go out, about a bit to roam, and talk a while 
and ponder I will, yep, set here and talk some alone with God 
of the many a sorted thing, and I reckon to run in fun still, I might 
with the wind, but as well, in a while I reckon, I'll want to go back 
in to help Ma, and but real soon, and of this I'm sure, to set the table 
for dinner, and play some with the young one, and feed my tiger fish 
and then do some of the rest of my chores, and so it is to be mine this, my 
fortune, to have a happy home now and the better of my fancy 
set free, for so beset and living in way beside me, by one, the 
tenderness in way of His Grace, His love has finally found me, 
but still wandering, will I always be, down along that gravel road 
out amid the mighty structures of the spruces with the honey humble 
bumble bee, bumbling on by beside me, and never will I forget these, as 
back when as to cast them, I set my dreams aloof the songs of the wind 
while in love I ran about and chasing them with the little jumpy 
grasshoppers ever ginger in their joy as they carried in way 
within their hands my hope of this day one so to be found 
whith them, and in view of God and in way of all of this, 
His natural beauty, I could be seen, and as He is the one 
who has granted me this time to be alone with Him, I reckon 
for a moment underneath the shade of my porch roof, and 
inview of the wandering sky's, for awhile I'll stay, and sit 
here outside amid the judicious graces in view of the 
many tendering wooding leaf and many effervescent 
flower blooms and take this time and a sharpened 
hand in this very simple pleasure 
as well and remain right here, on this 
porch, in my easy chair, and rock amid this 
simple wood awhile and whittle my stick, for I reckon real 
soon, this time alone with Him, well it'll be all gone, but it'll 
be all mine and a brighter hope for another time, yes a brighter 
hope for me, another time, on another day with Him, I reckon...

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~ Simple Wood ~

~ 
Simple 
Wood I am thee one yonder 
seeking, as so in way. 
I leave behind me where they 
lay one so the many 
these crisping leaves, as so 
aspiring my feet do move to taste them 
freshly at 
last 
in ending. ~


~ For it is true, they will come I know, these leaves, to play more, beyond this path I'm on the one way higher and 
narrow winding. For Thy will, it is this day I am finding, for all to remain to be as docile, and as free, as moreover 
and to secure. Beyond me and with a hand I bend one a given knee to pick one from this leafy jest a tender leaf. ~

~ As amid the beauty so found, in abandon and so abound and in way of me, so aware. Brought, yes I am a man 
taken in now to see this, my one now humbled souls soul reflection so given in the certain beauty, yes the open 
and ever pure nature, of this tender wooding leaf, as to know, I know, I am a man one alive and so alone and just as 
lost without Him, so now as to gesture in way of this, just like the perfect passions of this leaf, ever so humbly, I 
move. To give Him this, the openness of my life, as I send back to Him His humblest of heart's, as I give to Him this 
the whole of my soul in due recognition, giving to Him all of what is the peaceful nature, the very soul of my free 
will, and so as to let go, I move to set this, my one captive spirit, free. ~

~ As today, to be found in the here and now I too have been found and so set aloft the very wonder of the free hand 
of the Father, to be opened up and be made to live as one with Him, one a man ever more and moreover willing to 
be picked up by Him again, so to soar to one a new hight even higher, and higher aloft than ever I was before, 
only to be brought to lay upon the foundation of His true intentions for me and for all, to be open to be cast about 
and set apart yet again by Him to live life just as faithfully and honestly yes, and just as openly, yes my friend as 
freely as the humble soul I have now found to be one ever so sweet abandon, of this ever faithful, and patient, 
tendering wooding leaf the one so cast and placed in my hands and so set a ways aloft before me, and all for to 
know, this blessed lesson in lieu of this ever wonderous reality, all sewn and so contained herein, within this simple 
wood, in lieu the crisping of the leaves. Ah yes the given beauty so to be found herein, yes given in lieu and within, 
yes within the openness herein, found within the ever perfect freshness, of the leaves. ~

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~ Glory Be To My Mighty King ~

Glory, Glory, Glory, Glory be to my mighty King for yes
In the Lord I have found my peace, and through Him
My one acrimonious release, and furthermore He is
the one that I adore, and for His goodness I will praise
Him for evermore, as in love with Him my Heart does sing
Glory be to my mighty King, and once more and 
Moreover, He has held me in His favor and for His Glory
I have found, His love, it does not waver and righteous
His mercy is just the thing, as my heart to him does sing
Glory, Glory, Glory be to my mighty King, and as to mine
My better favor it is the greatest gift in measure and 
as well for me and mine alone, my very treasure yes that
Of His saving grace, and as I rest up under the Strength
and Power of the Masters wing, for Him alone
My heart does sing, Glory, Glory, Glory,
Glory be to my mighty King.

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~ God's Almighty Grace ~

~ ... Peace is the simple ponderance, and is as well the one 
tender desire of the broken, and is the one sweet emotion 
awaiting the humbled soul that has been made certain, and 
is ready and willing to remain to be, forever, open!... ~

~ ... As the willing heart, does lay open to what struggle and strife this 
life, may bring, for the willing are well and aware of the 
awesome blessings that will come, in this certain time of 
opportunity ... ~

~ For Heaven is the hope for all, all who would will to know God, and move 
to show Him, in His mercy ... ~ 

~ ... As never was there a more powerful, or proper use of the will, 
than a heart that is aware and prepared to remain to be as open, 
to move, in the true passion of this devotion ... ~

~ ... As for you to know, in my own life, and in my own ways, I have lived to 
serve only one, only to bind the spirit of this world, and only to find, my hungry 
soul to be made aware ... ~ 

~ For in the moment and in the time that it takes to bind, one, 
a single spirit, it is over all, the same time, in the effort, 
that it takes to set that one captive spirit free! ... ~

~ ... For greatness knows well, the standards of time, 
stands patiently in the shadows of it's wisdom, 
and remains in the noble persuit of the perfection of this, 
the open nature sewn of humility, 
and is the peaceful and robust vision born ... ~

~ ... Of God's Almighty Grace ... ~

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~ Mercy Be Yours To Give ~

~ Heaven is the hope for all, all who would will to know me, and move 
to show me, in my mercy... ~

~ For never is their a more powerful, or proper use of the will, than a heart 
that is aware and so prepared to remain to be as open, to the promise one carried in 
the true pleasure of this one movement twards peace, the one offering made 
in all honesty and given and so brought about and shown ever graciously, 
through the true and hopeful nature, of this ever present and completely selfless, 
humbling and pure, and ever quietly endearing simply tender, devotion... ~


~ From one friend to another... ~

~ Please feel free to pass this on!... ~ 


Signed: ~ God ~

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~ She Weeps ~

Her tears by way the run of her cheek do fall, and they 
pave the way for the day for her dreams to be realized, and 
as she sighs, she weeps, softly casting her woes upon the 
quiet whispering of the wind, for to be told the willing heart 
She has always been known by God to be no sweeter of a 
love for Him to treasure, as amid the soothing breezes they 
gently caress her a she quietly lies down midst the tears 
so wanted and shed for the love of the one she beholds 
so dear, and waiting in the wings, so lives the wisdom of 
God, for, for each tear she has weeped so foretold they 
Were already in his heart envisioned, and being shed they 
were shed for His life the one so freely given, and with each 
breath she takes she knows for His love given and one 
without condition, and so now as to speak, she speaks aloud 
now a grateful thank you, as overwhelmed in all her given 
emotion, tenderly for Him, she weeps.

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~ Our Dear Favor ~

... Jesus we pray that you would depart from us the 
wickedness of the day and so that we may set our vision 
upon your splender, expel that in us which does not serve 
you to edify and be for another of our brother in your 
Favor, for we only live to bring our Father honor, and this 
our hearts take them from us and make them yours, 
though they be the ones burnt and bitter and broken and 
old and cold, tear away from us these shackles of shame 
around our necks, hands and feet, for it is our desire one 
and only that longs for you to cleans us with your Precious 
blood and give us life again, so that to share you in all 
your fervor we may, stand up for us in all your goodness 
be for us as would you a friend and as well place within us 
your righteousness we do so to you implore and speek for 
us to Thee our Father, so that through His Grace may He 
place away from Him, us in our sin, and please may you 
plead for us our souls our Lord that of His Mercy our 
Heavenly Father, for yes in every way you are for us our 
promise and being this the one so perfect, you are for us 
our dear favor in Him, and our one and only Hope...

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~ This Certain Time of Opportunity ~

~ " The willing heart, lay open to what struggle and strife this 
life, may bring, for the willing are well and aware of the 
awesome blessings that will come, in this certain time of 
opportunity. " ~

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~ By Way of One Grace, and Reverance ~

~ ...In my own life, and in my own ways, I have lived for to 
serve only one, only to bind the spirit of this world, and only so to find... ~

~ ...In the moment and in the time that it takes to bind, one, 
a single spirit, it is over all, the same time, in the effort, 
that it takes to set that one captive spirit free... ~

~ ...As now as openly, in the effort I try to move as I ask one 
this simple question, in this time left to me!... ~

~ ...Yes!... ~

~ ...With this time given as an answer to my own freedom!... ~ 

~ ...Which way by the grace and revelance of this one notion, 
am I willing, to be?... ~