Guest guest Posted December 17, 2005 Report Share Posted December 17, 2005 When I am empty, The winds caress and seas surge through me, birds nest in my hair I am one with nature and heaven is on my mind, When I am full, I am the luck of the Irish, The faster draw of the quick and the dead, The misunderstood poem where my words fall out, I am the sweetest of memories And the terror of dying before life, I shall abstain, I shall abandon myself, I am invincible, I am ecstasy, Ana Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted December 18, 2005 Report Share Posted December 18, 2005 In a message dated 12/17/2005 12:41:46 PM Pacific Standard Time, Nisargadatta writes: " Anna Ruiz " <nli10u Empty-Full When I am empty, The winds caress and seas surge through me, birds nest in my hair I am one with nature and heaven is on my mind, When I am full, I am the luck of the Irish, The faster draw of the quick and the dead, The misunderstood poem where my words fall out, I am the sweetest of memories And the terror of dying before life, I shall abstain, I shall abandon myself, I am invincible, I am ecstasy, Ana Very nice, Ana. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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