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Life is like the beautiful rose that blooms in the spring. Have you ever noticed when the rose is in its early stage of life. It clings so tightly to the stem from which out it came. ever so gently leaving its beauty in its awakening . The rose is so velvety and is sprinkled with the first dew. of the morning and is gently kissed by the warmth of the new day sun. Each day it reaches new horizons, blooming to its fullest and at the same time it is growing ..... the life of the rose is dying... Yes the rose is fragile my friend and the end is coming near for the rose... The rose has the thorns of its life to keep it in hiding.. keeping the preditors away. but the life of the rose is so sweet and so short and I wonder......for that rose.. and sit and ponder what life would be without the thorns. The life of the child is the same as the rose that blooms in the early spring. so tightly it clings to its mother's breast and heart ever so gently leaving its beauty , in its a wakening. the child is so velvety and is sprinkeled with the first dew and is gently kissed by the warmth of his mom. each day the child reaches for new horizons, trying to bloom to his fullest potential . at the same time he is growing.... his life is dying Yes the child is fragile my friend and the end is coming near for the child Like the rose my friend , ,the child has the thorns of his life ... only they do not keep the preditors away.... I only wonder as I grow older if like the rose we could be protected by the thorns of life, and the future we could see but the thorns of life for the child in me has been nothing but pain and suffering and so I sit and ponder the thought what Life would be with out the thorns. written by: Rita Joy Staples>>> Jan 15, 1999 | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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THE FACE BEHIND THE GLASS. I went for a walk to town one day.. too shop in the big buildings made of stone... one store had beautiful linens made with the finest of threads. another store had beautiful crystal vases ..... with a brilliance of glass so rare..... but as I walked along the road, among the stores of stone, I saw but one building made of stone with thick bars and glass. I paused for a moment looking...... there in the window .. a young girl stared out at me she was not wearing the finest linens .. but I knew she was made of the finest of threads. Her eyes ...they stared at me like the brilliance of glass, like in the window of the building of stone. but her tears they fell like the rain in her heart.... what held her captive behind the bars.... was it something she had done... or was it the things that were done to her.. That made her THE FACE BEHIND THE GLASS... written by Rita Joy Staples... Jan/15/1999 | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Bozhoo..... Hello I am SoaringEagle and I am making this spot my nesting ground for a while.. I will be on my way once my wings are strong enough to make flight again. I am learning to fly and this takes time.. Soon I will be soaring through the sky, high above the earthly plains and rising to meet the heavens. Feeling the wind gently caress my body as I peacefully ride the sky. I am the seerer of all things. I can focus on the minute of things. keeping a careful watch for the creatures below. My mission here is to be a spiritual guide. I am given many gifts from my creator. Once my wings are mended the power will return and I will fly once again the skie that I love so much. Until this miraculus event I hope you will stop and visit me often as this page will change often. I plan to have a great page for your enjoyment as well as an educational and spiritual page. Please come back and see me.. In the mean time check out the links below and keep an eye out for me. I am known to fly even with broken wings.. Who knows where I may end up.......Megwitch....(thank You).
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