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Kirstin Barter Poem
Chase love, it is not.
Chase not love, it is.
Think you are wise, you are not.
Think not you are wise, you are.
Those with something to prove have not.
Those with nothing to prove have.
Look not to self when you should look to others.
Look not to others when you should look to self.
But most of all ... just be.
Like a bee.
Copyright © Kirstin Barter | Year Posted 2008
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Kirstin Barter Poem
Through the field I run,
A moonbeam in my hand,
A fire in my heart,
An echo in the land.
All of everything,
And nothing combined,
On a pinnacle,
Between space and time.
Stopping, thinking,
Choosing to be,
Running with a moonbeam,
Through the land.
Copyright © Kirstin Barter | Year Posted 2008
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