Poem -

no arrogance.

As my stars guidance said,
I'm proceeding in overdrive,
Full steam ahead,
So many words of past unsaid,
Don't take it as arrogance,
I had once died,
Now im born again.
Into the light to to be what's mine,
In destiny the plans of time,
Living forward,
Not rewind,
Please don't judge what's on my mind,
Console with innocence,
The adoring kind.

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Tony Taylor

Hi Nardine, this really struck a chord in me........Death and rebirth, the fact that you can maintain a positive attitude after severe difficulty....it was like you were writing about me.......very well written and powerful.....it moved me..........loved it....tony

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Nardine Sanderson

Thank you dear Tony, from my heart to yours, my spiritual guides had spoken to me directly as recently a floodgate of words reopened, they flow freely again, like a rebirth, but to be aware, some may see arrogance in my harmless flow of writes of mind, for a long period of time i was hollow inside, this built a wall around me, no creative flow, just stuck in the middle of nowhere, i am definitely out the other end, and refuse to ever be confined in such a way again, my love to you sweetheart xx Nardine xoxo

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Tony Taylor

FANTASTIC!!!!............big smiles, good for you Nardine.......t xx

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Ravindra Kumar

Beautiful...every persuading word in the poem seems to be dipped in the pond of honey,..."Please don't judge what's on my mind, Console with innocence, The adoring kind." Thank you for sweet presentation.

Love & Regards,

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Nardine Sanderson

Thank you ravindra Kumar, ( honey) i had a bee visit me today, hes still here beside me in the dark on my verandah, much love to you sweetheart xx Nardine Sanderson xx

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