A Fracturing of Tribulations…

When walking with our Great Spirit through the tunnel of darkness, we will be followed by a mass of conjoined  strengths derived from Christ’s teachings ~ not of freedom from sorrow, rather freedom through sorrow. Never forget.    Art & Poetry by FawnRising©2021 Le Lac du mon Père April 28, 2021 Crystal Lake Florida Earth

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I Know Heaven

(Spoken) It seems that in light of times of victory and blessed positive experiences,  we can be swallowed up by uselessness and failure in God’s eyes.  I present the following for consideration:   Bludgeoning burning running crashing colliding tears going deeper into my heart’s castle of magical wonderment and ache to allow my silently screaming […]

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I Know Her When

  When the family pets lick her stuck out tongue   When her face lights up at the sound of my lullaby    When her father enters the room and she squeals relentlessly, seemingly without breath    When she pulls her cloth diaper off and crawls down the sandhill lake property to the clear water’s […]

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EARTH TO YELLEN

On Apr 9, 2021, at 8:21 PM EST, Tim Murphey <mitsmail1@gmail.com> writes: Dear Secretary Yellen, Don’t worry about the spellin’ You can’t put them in a trance You gotta make ‘em dance With eyes wide open We gotta keep hoping We know you’ll do your best Then let us do the rest. Green recovery loves […]

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Adventures in Dementia

The following chapters detail a few little stories of some of my experiences while visiting Memory Care Centers with my Service Dog, a cross-bred Lab Retriever/Whippet. Chapter 1 You Are My Sunshine: Broken Hearts Introduce Themselves & We Weep Together Immaculately clothed, her makeup is in place with stunning jewelry. She sits in the morning light […]

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Comfort

Family of origin and only Sister  speaks to me she makes me hear her tests me tries me imitates me echoes me lifts me holds me in my soul of memories from when we are youthful  and our mother’s blood runs cold while running  down from the walls in a room in our home… and […]

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And They Called Her Suffering

And for that, she was grateful… you see, as winged nature sailed over God’s freshwater lakes, their wings glistening and soaring, they exposed to her pathways of hope. Just as we suffer muscles to make them stronger, so do we gain strength from the suffering of our core natures.    Suffering believed her name was […]

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