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Falling softly into Autumn, then time to move on…

Softly Falling Into Autumn by Ann Marquette

Moving On Through Autumn by Ann Marquette

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Silence

This I wrote in April 2004. I was apparently deeply touched by something…Silence?  I love this work of art by Michael Cox.

Blue Moon by Michael Cox

Silence is quiet
It speaks…
Nothing
Emptiness
Solitude
Peace or pain

Silence is loud
It screams…
Volumes
Thoughts unspoken
Real or unreal
Truth or untruth

Silence is not always golden
Silence can be a black hole
Silence may be more painful
Than the words of truth

©April 2004

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Night Walk

English: Night sky with moon and clouds, in Th...

I leave the world in my room to feel the soft fresh breeze of night, under the stars and in the light of the full moon. I walk the path through the trees and find my way to the water’s edge. There is an almost quiet flow of the river tonight. The reflection of the moon over the water creates a magical, peaceful, reflective mood. There is no one here but me and the night, and the trees whispering sweet nothings to the rippling river flowing by, and the fireflies flicker their messages to each other.

I am at peace with myself, and my thoughts scatter on the wind to flow through the universe. They call to you, to tell you that my heart is waiting patiently for you. They tell you that my arms are lonely for you, that I long to see your face, to hear your voice, to touch you. Yet, though I wish so deeply for you to be here by my side, to share our lives together, I know it will be worth the waiting.

Why is it the good things, happy times, magic moments come and go so quickly and the times in between seem so very long. I thank God for my nature friends to share these times with. What would I do without them.

I will walk a ways along the river’s edge, in the direction the river is flowing and imagine I am one with her, yet floating just barely above her soft cool water. I meld my soul with the river for a time, to understand, to feel. I spend some time this way.

Once back on land and resting against a great oak tree I feel refreshed and renewed. My tree holds me and enjoys the comfort of my peacefulness. I look up at the night sky with the stars twinkling, and watch the moon watching me.

June 22, 1996

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The Angel and the Fairy.

This is a beautiful poem filled with heart and love; and written by Julie Catherine Vigna who truly has a gift from God.

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Sharing a picture of my special spot. This place which gives me a sense of peace and joy; and heart smiles.

A Peaceful Place by Ann Marquette

Where is your peaceful place?

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Peaceful Place along Reedy River by Ann Marquette

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I am reposting this as today’s post by Aspire, Motivate, Succeed! blogger “Listen to Someone”  http://amsdaily.net/2012/03/26/take-the-opportunity-listen-to-someone/
touched me and reminded me of a piece I wrote a few years ago.

Blue Moon by Michael Cox

Silence is quiet
It speaks…
Nothing
Emptiness
Solitude
Peace or pain

Silence is loud
It screams…
Volumes
Thoughts unspoken
Real or unreal
Truth or untruth

Silence is not always golden
Silence can be a black hole
Silence may be more painful
Than the words of truth

©April 2004

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Just Know

Vision of the senses

The soul senses something coming
The spirit feels it is wonderful
The mind sees signs of change
They don’t know what
Or how
Or when
They just KNOW…

We know
We rejoice in anticipation
We are at peace
The soul becomes still
The spirit quietly waits
The mind is at rest
We just KNOW…

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Frances Brundage Thanksgiving

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It is Thanksgiving time, and there is so much I am grateful for…mostly for God in my life and all the wonderful people ~ family, friends, acquaintances, and those who softly breeze through my life even for a short while.

 I have been through many difficulties at various times in my life, and I thank God for bringing me through them to a better, brighter side. 

 I never knew this until 2006 the day we were putting mother in the assisted living home, when she told me that she was moments away from having me aborted when she decided not to go through with it.  So, here I am many years later alive and kicking.

Thank you God and Mother. for giving me life.   Mother is home in heaven and I am grateful that she is no long in pain, and at peace.

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This I wrote in April 2004. I was apparently deeply touched by something…Silence?

Blue Moon by Michael Cox

Silence is quiet
It speaks…
Nothing
Emptiness
Solitude
Peace or pain

Silence is loud
It screams…
Volumes
Thoughts unspoken
Real or unreal
Truth or untruth

Silence is not always golden
Silence can be a black hole
Silence may be more painful
Than the words of truth

©April 2004

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