Secondarily Poems - Poems about Secondarily

..."Having received this precious love letter I'm thrilled that I feel vibrantly better… Will you guess, my friend, who the sender is? Cheering now my heart, filling me with bliss???” “Kno......

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...I am sorry about my judgmental, sadly disdainful, tone in earlier messages. Even worse, I remain embarrassed for spreading it out for key staff and leaders to well-positioned see and hea......

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...Utmost nadir of despair found this atheist craning his neck skyward hearing resplendent August orchestra today June 10th, 2022 choral symphony may sound absurd, but...mine supreme auditory sense......

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...Bertrand Russell was intrigued by systems theory, appalled by systemic racism within himself and others, corporations and churches not recognizing each other's wisdom also found in temples and ......

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...I try to live and feel and think and strategize win/win in-between left and right place for systemic ecology in and global, multicultural theology out, natural outside relationships amid spi......

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...As Your called teachers*, Lord, we thank You with joyful praises Which You surely deserve along what Your Deity enforces Keep us jubilantly awed by Your amazing, miraculous graces While s......

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...Gardens, like dreams and other multiculturing complexities, process and sometimes progress into becoming ripe, then unbecoming dormancy, advent of and for regardening redreaming seeds prepari......

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...starry eyed cloud of surreal angels utmost nadir of despair found this atheist craning his neck skyward hearing resplendent August choral symphony may sound absurd, but...mine supreme auditory......

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...My thought for this day, although still early, is respect for hope. Respect for our interdependence and respect for our challenging differences, important, yet hopefully not as powerful as ou......

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...I burned both ends of my candle It's been raining for a while, no promise of letting up I stumble off the pavement with reckless abandon for the weather This jaded match stick has served it's purp......

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...Advent is the first celebration of the Christian church, Its first calendar event, not in December but in November, On the last Sunday of November, and is normally, usually, The first festival/c......

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...Maybe it is the way I am And maybe it is the voice Deeply inside of me Warning me, instinctively That the vows of eternity Must not be mistaken… I do not wish to be squished Inside the dreams Of som......

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