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The created

I am a human being,the created, not the creator,but there’s something hidden deep within methat belongs to the creator, some people call it a spark,I call it my Soul, and like the creator it lives on,through war and peace, famine and excess,love and loss, sickness and health,just as I will live on, until I canclaimContinue reading “The created”

Posted bydavid davidsonJune 23, 2025Posted inOpening, PoemsLeave a comment on The created

Opening

Open to spiritas if your mind is a flowerblooming in the warm sunlightand the things that concern you will melt away,to us you will become soft, emptyand as still as a mountain lake,a perfect mirror reflecting the sky,then we can reach down and trouble the surface,tracing ripples and patterns in the water with our fingertipssoContinue reading “Opening”

Posted bydavid davidsonJune 23, 2025Posted inOpening, PoemsLeave a comment on Opening

Helpless

I have been throughsome difficult daysand some terrible nightsbut today, in this momentI have been consumed by glory,the sunlight, the pattern of the clouds,the song of the meadowlarkand the gentle hills all around mehave conspired to kidnap my soul,for this moment I am helpless to joy. DF. S-S 2025 XXXV/I

Posted bydavid davidsonJune 23, 2025June 23, 2025Posted inOpening, PoemsLeave a comment on Helpless

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