TO MY FRIENDS IN FRANCE

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Pour tous mes amis qui vivent en France, et à ceux que je ne sais pas qui vivent en France, et ceux qui étaient en visite en France; Je suis tellement désolé cet événement terrible est arrivé. Je ne comprends pas comment on pourrait porter notre acte tel et. Il est tout simplement fou. Trop fou.

Je suis heureux que la folle homme a été tué, mais je souhaite aussi que la façon dont il est venu à ce sujet qu’il ferait un tel acte est découvert pour que les crimes de plus en similaires ne seront pas commises.

S’il vous plaît, si vous étiez partout près de ce terrible événement, annoncer en quelque sorte que vous êtes bien. Je l’ai cherché une liste «check-in» sans succès.

Que Dieu nous bénisse tous.

 

Forever Arriving

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.
My desperate
Seeking is
Navigator of the
Night flight
Flying songline
Star reckoning
Horizon receding
Truth into being
There is no dawn
As my arms beseech
The space between
Your empty dreams
My westward sky
Whirling voyage
To nowhere
I am forever
Arriving
.
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Agawela Bear … 07.14.2016
ⓒBearspawprint2016

Summer Dawn

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.
Heat lightening
Flashes brightly,
Then flickers,
While sleepy clouds
Cover night’s stars.
Dawn arrives
Drifting, windless,
Between black trees.
After silence,
Comes heavy thunder.
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Agawela Bear…07.12.2016
ⓒBearspawprint2016

Seeing

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.
With eyes
Gifted of Tamuz
In New Moon
Dark
I turn
Seeing all
Seeing
Your wishes
As a beautiful
Rain iridescent
Poison arrows
Myself gliding
Through the
Falling intent
I danger dance
Between
Each silvery
Slash
Opportunity
For starburst
Power of joy
Burning hot
My skin glistens
Molten silver
Reflecting
Slivered
Nakomis
Ripples follow
Poison arrows
Joyous melting
Cupped hands
Lift pools
Of happiness
I drink the divine
Waterfalls
Of glory
Washing
My skin
Painting
My hair
Frayed silver
My happy eyes
Cannot see
Your hate
Blended in
Darkness
Your true
Center tentative
Raw afraid
Sleeping
Waiting
Still hiding
Alone I am
Whirling under
Singing stars
Scatter blessings
As beauty
Somewhere
A rattle
A heartbeat
Loving calls
Me home
As a rain
Of death
Transmuted
Streams silver
Startling
Shrill squeal
A meteor
My breath
A whistle
Opens my
Grateful eyes
.
.
Agawela Bear…07.08.2016
ⓒBearspawprint2016

A Kindness

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.
While
Waiting
For your
Shunning,
To be
No more,
Against
The pain,
I closed
My eyes.
Was it a
Novelty of
Kindness
That spoke
Goodnight,
Your whisper
A warning?
Without
Touching
My face,
You gently
Removed
My reading
Glasses.
When I
Opened
My eyes,
My arms,
You turned
Away.
Trapped
In awareness,
Alone,
Grounded
In reality,
I weep,
And I wail.
My arms,
My body,
My heart,
Enfolding
The space
Where your
Warmth is
Imagined.
I hear
The click,
Again,
And again,
And again,
As pretending
Not to be
Aware that
I am awake,
You firmly
Shut the
Shunning door.
.
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Agawela Bear…07.03.2016
ⓒBearspawprint2016