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etienettebluet) wrote2009-09-23 04:38 pm
etienettebluet) wrote2009-09-23 04:38 pm
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When I was young
I gathered my experiences like bits of string
random cords of thin wisdom.
Loose and jumbled, they were beautiful
as chaos often is.
I did not value them.
Light as summer days lost,
some would fly away
on breezes of distraction.
Some I rolled between my fingers
until the fibers of the true moment frayed.
Others I treasured.
I tucked them safely away
into the box of my beginnings.
I knew some day I would need them.
I stashed away the frayed ones as well,
there is preciousness to a memory
soft and feathered by recollection.
Elizabeth Leggett
Come to me Air, so fresh and so clean,
Grant mental power - keep my thoughts sharp and keen.
Bring creativity - bring clarity, too.
Lend your positive aspects to all that I do.
Come to me Water, so flowing and free,
Lend compassion and love and gentility.
Grand understanding and tempers, please sooth
And life's little problems, please help me to smooth.
Come to me Fire, so warm and so bright.
As I walk through this life, my pathway, please light.
Please help me to live and to love with pure zest
Standing up for the Truth when I'm put to the test.
Come to me Earth, so rich and so moist,
Bestow, please, your gifts of serene peace and joy.
Grant your stability and ethical ways,
So I may help others, the rest of my days.
Akasha, please come, and work with these four
And Balance their aspects within me once more.
Transform my life, for You hold the key
To changing me into that which I should be.
Elements of all that live and shall be,
Please spin your spell in pure harmony -
Weaving the threads of my life with ease,
And stitching its fabric with Blessed Be's.
by Dorothy Morrison
I gathered my experiences like bits of string
random cords of thin wisdom.
Loose and jumbled, they were beautiful
as chaos often is.
I did not value them.
Light as summer days lost,
some would fly away
on breezes of distraction.
Some I rolled between my fingers
until the fibers of the true moment frayed.
Others I treasured.
I tucked them safely away
into the box of my beginnings.
I knew some day I would need them.
I stashed away the frayed ones as well,
there is preciousness to a memory
soft and feathered by recollection.
Elizabeth Leggett
Come to me Air, so fresh and so clean,
Grant mental power - keep my thoughts sharp and keen.
Bring creativity - bring clarity, too.
Lend your positive aspects to all that I do.
Come to me Water, so flowing and free,
Lend compassion and love and gentility.
Grand understanding and tempers, please sooth
And life's little problems, please help me to smooth.
Come to me Fire, so warm and so bright.
As I walk through this life, my pathway, please light.
Please help me to live and to love with pure zest
Standing up for the Truth when I'm put to the test.
Come to me Earth, so rich and so moist,
Bestow, please, your gifts of serene peace and joy.
Grant your stability and ethical ways,
So I may help others, the rest of my days.
Akasha, please come, and work with these four
And Balance their aspects within me once more.
Transform my life, for You hold the key
To changing me into that which I should be.
Elements of all that live and shall be,
Please spin your spell in pure harmony -
Weaving the threads of my life with ease,
And stitching its fabric with Blessed Be's.
by Dorothy Morrison
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