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How the Day Was Done-

Righteous or otherwise Should be the first question Before taking a step Nothing needed learned Like breathing u know. Yes you are that wise, it’s up to you But that doesn’t matter… Each night will ask the same At each opportunity which way did I go? No regrets is my goal That always brings peace to the soul Young or old… Same comes for all Spring, summer, fall… Don’t forget about winter White on mountain tops on hills and heads Everyday you bring knowledge. Which way did you choose? You will see your reflection Without a to mirror view In consciousness, you will not loose. With the decision you made Before you decided to wake, Good, bad really don’t matter You’re the one that designs your forever. Think how long that is Doesn’t end in this existence… It flows from energy, soul to heart Every expression that comes from within Like it or not is it coming. Smile or frown, say what you want The answer is up to you Are you prepared for the dreams you think about? They won’t stop Disguise them like your ignoring the truth The mind only releases what it knows just for you At the right point…Love is that deep. May not be what you think you need An ever opened window or pathway back to the only question How the day was done? Namaste -Symphony

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 10/14/2010 11:04:00 AM
Hi Symphony.I feel you are a very special person.You write from the heart yet you also write with deep insight and wisdom.What you have to say is so intelligently applied and can reach and teach others.I absolutely love your work and hope you will write lots more.I am a fan! luv June(Sylvia)
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Date: 7/9/2010 10:46:00 PM
all thoughts that run in one or every, and which hear, is not always every, and true that we choose our destiny not seen, it's hard to follow a yet flowing stream. Good thoughts you gave in your poem
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