Guest guest Posted May 20, 2001 Report Share Posted May 20, 2001 In a message dated 05/20/2001 7:45:03 AM Pacific Daylight Time, mirror writes: << Your words... Mark's words.... my words.... only one devotion. It is a great honor to finally meet you Ken. I love your poetry. Love, Mira >> poetry pure flowing words to drink untouched by thought as they pour like rain from the heavens above Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 20, 2001 Report Share Posted May 20, 2001 the sparrow just now, i remember a place from my youth called 'dead-pigeon-valley' and i notice that i too die to the sparrow that chirps in my ear. ken Auctions - buy the things you want at great prices http://auctions./ Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 20, 2001 Report Share Posted May 20, 2001 Dear Ken, Your words fly directly from heart to heart.... they need no intervention of intellectual understanding at all. Thank you, Mira > the sparrow > > > > just now, > i remember a > place from > my youth > called > 'dead-pigeon-valley' > > and i > notice that > i too die > to the > sparrow that > chirps in > my ear. > > ken Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 20, 2001 Report Share Posted May 20, 2001 and you can only be the mirror of my friend, mark. thank you for your kindness. and it is nice to finally speak directly with you. through mark, i have become a devoted fan of yours. bless you both........ ken --- Mirror <mirror wrote: > Dear Ken, > Your words fly directly from heart to heart.... they > need no intervention of > intellectual understanding at all. > Thank you, > Mira > > > > the sparrow > > > > > > > > just now, > > i remember a > > place from > > my youth > > called > > 'dead-pigeon-valley' > > > > and i > > notice that > > i too die > > to the > > sparrow that > > chirps in > > my ear. > > > > ken > > > Auctions - buy the things you want at great prices http://auctions./ Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 20, 2001 Report Share Posted May 20, 2001 What is a friend, if not a friend to all... The Beloved, bowing to itself, in admiration of itself. Your words... Mark's words.... my words.... only one devotion. It is a great honor to finally meet you Ken. I love your poetry. Love, Mira > and you can only be the mirror of my friend, mark. > thank you for your kindness. and it is nice to finally > speak directly with you. > > through mark, i have become a devoted fan of yours. > > bless you both........ > > ken > > > > > --- Mirror <mirror wrote: > > Dear Ken, > > Your words fly directly from heart to heart.... they > > need no intervention of > > intellectual understanding at all. > > Thank you, > > Mira Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 20, 2001 Report Share Posted May 20, 2001 beloved kensan mirror..... what is so great about love is that there is always more of it to share....i sit here with tears running down my cheeks that two who are so dear to meet....i am filled with joy because i am allowed to witness more love like a sparrow's sweet song arising on wings to heaven.....^^~~~~ further up and further in, wbite wolfe Re: the sparrow > What is a friend, if not a friend to all... > The Beloved, bowing to itself, in admiration of itself. > Your words... Mark's words.... my words.... > only one devotion. > It is a great honor to finally meet you Ken. > I love your poetry. > > Love, > Mira > > > > and you can only be the mirror of my friend, mark. > > thank you for your kindness. and it is nice to finally > > speak directly with you. > > > > through mark, i have become a devoted fan of yours. > > > > bless you both........ > > > > ken > > > > > > > > > > --- Mirror <mirror wrote: > > > Dear Ken, > > > Your words fly directly from heart to heart.... they > > > need no intervention of > > > intellectual understanding at all. > > > Thank you, > > > Mira > > > > /join > > > > > > All paths go somewhere. No path goes nowhere. Paths, places, sights, perceptions, and indeed all experiences arise from and exist in and subside back into the Space of Awareness. Like waves rising are not different than the ocean, all things arising from Awareness are of the nature of Awareness. Awareness does not come and go but is always Present. It is Home. Home is where the Heart Is. Jnanis know the Heart to be the Finality of Eternal Being. A true devotee relishes in the Truth of Self-Knowledge, spontaneously arising from within into It Self. Welcome all to a. > > > > Your use of is subject to > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted May 20, 2001 Report Share Posted May 20, 2001 <wrmspirit wrote: > poetry > pure flowing > words to drink > untouched by thought > as they pour > like rain > from the heavens above Beautiful! Thanks for the rain!! Love, Mira Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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