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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required As an orchid in his life, a reflection from his strife... He's a flower in his way and he would say... I am living as a poem... choosing freedom on my own, and the mask of God would speak... Here is a clue! From a message he would live an adventure that would give... special meaning to his life... as he went on... This would be an evolution, not for him a revolution... and he danced it all inside... out in the rain. All he needed was a room and a time of day to bloom... Such a place he didn't know where to begin. He brought forth within a day.. what became all in his way... His experience would say... Life is a poem! And he found a sacred place... he would use it for his space... find a meaning for his life... but there was strife! Pain and suffering he'd achieve, life with horror_he would leave all he needed to get back... was 'on the track.' It had been there all the while but his life became a trial... Could he see or would he choose... another path? For a life he should be living, was the one when he was giving... He was living out a dream... that was his own... and he became a flower... in the rain. All the people in his field opened doors for him to yield, a refreshment for his bliss... but he would miss! So he followed just a thread... to a path where he was led... in a journey that for him, required a death! A renewal from his past... something sacred that would last... One condition for another he would find... There were trials and revelations... for a while an incubation. He found more about himself as he went on... Such a dragon he would slay... no longer bound to his own way.to Something greater he would give in all his bliss... From a mystery in life, he found value in his strife... and he became a flower... in the rain. July 27th, 2012 from The Power of Myth by Joseph Campbell
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