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"Lynette"
See the Divine - her feathers shimmering, she's close but hidden within the Seraphim wings her imprint invisible yet all enveloping quietly wrapped around you extraordinarily she is glistening her golden words within you there she watches you, she's your HOME She's always there your protection, you think she left long ago she walks beside you in your dreams there she smiles her mind in yours blood never closes her doors she is royal sealed she never left you she is real (LadyLabyrinth / 2020)

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Date: 8/26/2020 1:27:00 PM
Your love and admiration floats with the picture you paint with a delicate touch.
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Lady Labyrinth
Date: 8/26/2020 6:53:00 PM
My LOVE is very strong for family and those I call friends. x
Date: 8/26/2020 9:24:00 AM
just lovely
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Lady Labyrinth
Date: 8/26/2020 6:49:00 PM
Thank you Francine. I do realise some daughters (and sons) do not have good relations with their mother (or father). I would love to have spent more time with my mother Lynette. My father was solid and good as a father, brought 3 girls up on his own, with no experience of family, having been dumped in a Salvation Army Boys Home at 7yrs. Some daughters (and sons) spend their entire life searching for HOME (their parents). Distance and death, never tears that bond, if Love is there waiting and watching. There is a guiding Light in us and beside us always. That takes Faith to believe. xx
Date: 8/26/2020 7:08:00 AM
Lady, wonderful production you have put together here. Love your description of Seraphim. Beautiful, Spiritual Words. I have seen many things in meditation, spending much of my day on the invisible (to the naked eye but not the Spiritual), and I agree with you, the light most of us recognize on the outside is a dim representation of our far more radiant truth.
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Lady Labyrinth
Date: 8/26/2020 8:44:00 AM
DiMino, The Universe works in mysterious ways and there is always someone guiding us in spirit towards our best destination. None of us, are truly alone. There is something greater, unseen walking with us. Even when we are at our lowest and we are oblivous to it. Keep on truckin'... never give in to the dull majority rule. This poem is not written for the majority.
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Lady Labyrinth
Date: 8/26/2020 8:06:00 AM
I wrote this poem for my mother, Lynette, one of the bravest women I know ... and my sisters. It is an ode to my mother and I have written it with the strongest respect for her. This is not a poem for the dull majority. Strange things happen in this life and there is a meaning in the strange occurrences that happen in our life. Take for example, my mother passing away at 32yrs on the 18.9.71 and my daugher arriving into our world on the 18.9.99. There, to me, is a message of significance. The poem was written for my sisters Karen and Melissa, with Love, for them to know that their mother is always with them. It is also for my daughter, to know, that no matter how far away we are from each other, I am always with her. There is a rhyme and a reason for everything that occurs in our life, no matter how strange, or hard... and we all hold the key to open the door to Love.
Date: 8/26/2020 3:57:00 AM
For Karen and Melissa. Love, your sister, Leanne.
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Lady Labyrinth
Date: 8/26/2020 5:48:00 AM
Numbers. 18/9/71. 18/9/99. 28 yrs. 2+8 =10. 1 + 0 = 1.
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Lady Labyrinth
Date: 8/26/2020 5:43:00 AM
“We don't need to be number one. We just need to be one.”
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Date: 8/26/2020 5:28:00 AM
18/9: "ALL ROADS LEAD HOME". x ljb/mlb/klb/llb d.18/9/71. llb/gvlm b.18/9/99. "All Roads Lead Home". Believe.

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