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~ Morning Wheat ~ (A Pros Poetry Works) ~


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    ""Grace,
    faith
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          patience,
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            mercy joy belief,
            humility and true absolution,
            who themselves do not desire
              or cry out from within, for the 
                      solace and security of this... ?"
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                    "For I have felt and seen,
                      that gracious, love exults the very 
                        principals ... and generous surrender for
                        all eternity of their open will."
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                         Soaring higher,
                          inspiring and relative to this; far
                           beyond the normal a true originality
                            stands alone, lives Honestly boldly,
                            Openly Willingly, remains connected,
                            centered and free, is confined 
                             never within itself,
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                           looks for a perfect home amid
                           the mix revealing for all the goodness
                           frosting the butter cake welcomes the 
                           test of time stays at home within the 
                           heart of what is real; challenges only
                          itself offers its hope to another
                         to live a life; as irrefutable
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                           Because
                           I believe true
                             humility is innocent 
                              and free; evolving through
                               life continually aspiring before 
                               God and man to move in gratitude;
                                and being Heavenly, and gracious,
                                 tenderly aware; it is always
                                  surrendering itself to
                                   the opportunity
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                                      remaining
                                      unconditionally 
                                      faithful to this principal;
                                      and overtly willing to abide in
                                       peace and passionate unity with 
                                        the World around it; thereby 
                                        being recreated; itself; before 
                                          the brevity of it's days given 
                                        whatever, the limitation;
                                       or matter".
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                                      "Perfect innocence,
                                     hopefulness and liberty overt
                             from the day they were born, raging
                           winds could not defile because docile,
                      they remain amenable, an endearing vision
                         of truth, though however fragile."
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                             "No greater joy is there for me, nor 
                        anything more divine, bridging the 
                     expanse, between bitter abhorrence ... my
                   own tendentiousness ... unbridled greed,
                   a genuine ... injustice, and
                        immeasurable peace."
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                      "So taken in by the wheat fields
                    supplicating mid conciliate winds, teeming
                   I tarried to view them as I did amble along
                  amid the swaying stalks so very felicitous to
                 be alive, and in quiet reverence, to my Father;
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              touched by their faithfulness 
              I offered again to Him
              for His promise 
            culminated 
          for me;
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      my essence.""
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