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Native Americans: Whispers...

Native Americans: Whispers of the Wind

The spirit wind, like a dreamcatcher đ–§¶

It whispers in the sacred wind

A...

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Mike Berry

Dedicated to Mike Berry (1942-2025) who died on April 11, 2025

Mike Berry

He was an actor and a singer and his name was Mike Berry.
If you're wondering how talented he was,...

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I SING THE LORDS PRAISES

IT UPLIFTS MY SOUL JESUS IS OUR LORD AND SAVIOR
SINGING GODS SONGS ARE SO UPLIFTING ANY ONE CAN...

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ONE DAY

ONE DAY WE W WILLL HAVE A PERMANATE PLACE OF RESIDENCE
HEAVEN WE WILL BE AMONGNST THE SAINTS AND...

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WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES.....

Dunes Delight

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES.....

DUNES DELIGHT
M emories built with luminous
Poetic runes,
In bright-colored moments...

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When A Caged Bird is Set Free

Inspired by Sylvia Plath

When A Caged Bird is Set Free

If love was really lust and lust was really love
what type of love would you like to have?
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WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES.....

LET THERE BE LIGHT

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES.....

LET THERE BE LIGHT
Radiance is the origin of the world:
the main expression of creation is...

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WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES......

DUNES FALL

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI WRITES......

DUNES FALL
Dunes fall on the shores of her body,
a poet closes her deep blue eyes,
in...

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Fission

Fission

Here I'm on retirement without you
With the blue canvas of memory

Out of the scene
...

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Something bothering the peace

Something bothering the peace

How come you talk like you do ?
For time in the past you did not speak like you do now ....of Godly...

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Molded

Molded

Molded.
Form.
End result.
Unstructured
clay.
Soft.
Malleable....

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Mosaic of Splinters

Mosaic of Splinters

I am glass—
fractured by yesterday’s storm,
the metallic scent of splintered silence
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Deck of Cards

living life with mood disorders and not being able to pin point...

Living a life like mine is like living through a deck of cards
At first everything seems easy, seems...

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SOMETIMES ALMOST FORGETTING

Mushroom Season

Sometimes I almost forget the way you used to look at me when I was looking back at you..both pretending...