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Alexander Speaks |
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As the
storm rises from the river, a new moon begins. Gentle mist in
the seasons breezes. The flowers bloom along the meadows. The
Cyprus reaches new heights touching clouds as they wonder
by.
Our feathered friends sing again and bask in the mother's fire.
Her eyes are open to new truth with songs of harmony. The
invitation still open but only by her
voice shall they be
accepted. Call not to them ever again for the dark clouds will
return unto her, and may destroy the light within her soul. Her
flower never blooms again but to the younger vines, hope begins.
Peace within those young roots, for the soil is
sweet among the
orchard. The Garden of Eden no longer has thorns. Take heed to
the new scents. The dogwood is blooming there encircled by the
roses. No more does the black crow rest it's feet among these
branches.
Wishing you blessings of Love, insight, enlightenment and
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