Thursday, April 28, 2016

8090. NEVER INTENDING

NEVER INTENDING
Never intending to grow fingers, I awoke.
Never intending to have hands, I arose.
Never intending to have legs, I moved.
Never intending to have movement, I went.
This was the miracle of moment in the
center of time as given to me.
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Difficulties will often arrive in the
telling (never intending for that tongue,
I spoke). The facts remain what they
are, like the celestial Heaven above
and the warranted heavens within us.
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Distance traveled to farthest shore, only
to bring us home once more. Never
intending for being, I am.


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