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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. ~

Copyright © James Long | Year Posted 2006

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