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For what is the root of these Desires,
to Desire the truth but to tremble at its response,
I see with Desire.
To Desire a clean Earth but to know and Love the dirt that has become part of my hands,
I live for Desire.
To Desire Life but to rely on the Light,
Im free with Desire.
I Desire for all, but all do not share my Desire.
...where do we go from here.
to Desire the truth but to tremble at its response,
I see with Desire.
To Desire a clean Earth but to know and Love the dirt that has become part of my hands,
I live for Desire.
To Desire Life but to rely on the Light,
Im free with Desire.
I Desire for all, but all do not share my Desire.
...where do we go from here.
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Re: Desire
Sat, September 29, 2007 - 10:43 PMPowerful poem, Roy! I enjoy your style very much... The words make one tremble as well in their conveyance of wisdom.
Where do we go from here, do you think?
To touch another's Desire, find a new face who you can dive into . . . and find your self. -
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Re: Desire
Sun, September 30, 2007 - 1:48 AMWhere DO we go from here?
I keep searching for myself in the mirror provided by the faces of others, but I haven't found myself yet.
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Re: Desire
Tue, October 9, 2007 - 1:41 AMlooking at it from another point of view....I would use the words "lust" and "lusts"
in their somewhere for fun...
