Guest guest Posted January 1, 2003 Report Share Posted January 1, 2003 Like the primrose heralds the springIn complete surrenderI come unto you Love, Joyce Jean .... " I have been home from Wyoming for several hours now. Everyone in the house is asleep except me. I cannot sleep. I can not even try to sleep. Emotions rage inside of me from the seminar. I remember the luminaries of the darkness who shined so brightly...sharing their knowledge, their hearts, their souls, their pain. I open the kitchen door to the back yard and go outside to sit in the dark. This is my special place. I look up into the sky to see the stars and there are none to see. The sky is overcast as is my heart. I know that right now the stars are shining brightly above Thunderhead Ranch, trillions of them. I close my eyes to see them once more. Up at that altitude, high in the mountains, the firmament is so expansive, looming with stars, layer upon layer, expanding outward into space. Some shining so brightly, some shining steadily with their guiding lights. The twinkle of lights playing out the dance of the night, each blinking with its own special rhythm in the sky. As I open my eyes, I return to the overcast sky. Darkness pervades. In sadness, I begin to look around me. Oh, look over there! I see something that seems to be glowing softly in the darkness. Is it a flower? I move closer to see. Yes!!!...it is an evening primrose, the only one in full bloom, open for the night to which it pays homage. I move closer to take it all in. I reach over and take the stem into my hand. I pull it towards me bringing the flower closer to me with my hand so I can share its beauty more deeply. Soft pale yellow, pastel in coloring, luminescent in the night..." An excerpt....Genocide of the Damned.. A Child's Prayer for Life...Chapter Five, Luminaries of the Darkness... Attachment: (image/jpeg) Primrose.jpg [not stored] Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 2, 2003 Report Share Posted January 2, 2003 - Lady Joyce (AT) (DOT) .com Wednesday, January 01, 2003 7:49 PM Like the primrose... Like the primrose heralds the springIn complete surrenderI come unto you Love, Joyce Jean It made it here, Joyce!!! IN the email. But if you read from the web, puts all images into attachment files, at the very bottom of the page.. like here /message/31449 Attachment: (image/jpeg) Primrose.jpg [not stored] Attachment: (application/octet-stream) sunfl.jpg [not stored] Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted January 2, 2003 Report Share Posted January 2, 2003 Hello Gloria - What a sunny image! You mentioned that gardening is a passion for you. Is this one of your own flowers? It certainly looks happy. namaste, joyce , "Gloria Lee" <glee@c...> wrote: > > - > Lady Joyce > > Wednesday, January 01, 2003 7:49 PM > Like the primrose... > > > > > Like the primrose heralds the spring > In complete surrender > I come unto you > > > Love, > > Joyce Jean > > It made it here, Joyce!!! IN the email. > But if you read from the web, puts all images into attachment files, at the very > bottom of the page.. like here > > /message/31449 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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