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Colveyco, April 5, 2001
Following are poetry excerpts from "THE EVOLUTIONARY EXPRESSIONISM OF LIFE ENERGY"^© for your perusal, review and conscious awareness.

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Poetry #30

FREE BECAUSE IN PRISON OF THE 'MIND'?

As caught in a gem stone
A cell of multi-faceted being
From which emits countless worlds
As stories of old
With Genies, Bottles and Gems
Whose thought releases the Gin
The wishes made
The appearances
Story played
And in the end the lights come up
To see the audience
We, where we are.

Worlds within worlds
Dance the cosmic way
In a 'Magical Mystery Tour'
The human mind
An aspect to explore
Endless thought seems
A spider web
In which the aspect
Be the weaver.

Unlocked tis said
Madness reigns
Said by whom
Imprisoned yet
By fears
What's beyond the cage
Outside the web
From which its imagined reality springs
Making in a moment
A history
That when once agreed
By further aspect thoughts
Must be the way it is
Unchanged
Now a 'past'
Fixed in eternity
Records kept then
From which judgments made
What is and what's not, and
Who reads the record -sees
The prophet, the shaman be
And be it all where records not
Becomes
Shadowed worlds
Background the lot.

Poetry #31

CANYONS OF MY SOUL

The Grand Canyon is within me
And echoing throughout
Dreams of two billion years,
Like the winds that blow in the valleys
Swirl around the form
That time has etched in stone,
I am passing through
The canyons of my soul.

Everything is changing
In the body of my being
As I yawn and stretch
To wakefulness,
As I become the content
Of the dream
The dreams become
Contents of me.

As my Being
Cannot be contained
In its embodied parts,
It sustains them
And endows each
With its memory,
Fleeting forms transformed
Awaken to the sound
Of their life.

Although I am eternal,
Ever changing and
Ever the same, and
Universes are born within me,
I am encompassed by
All That Is
And in Its Image formed,
Ageless and timeless,
Ancient and eternal youth,
Expansive and beyond limit
As is the moment's point.

Poetry #32

RENEE MICHELLE MOHN

Come, My Child, I hear
And bending in the wind
I sing as a reed in a pipe.
If you listen to the wind
Then you might take flight
And see before you
What may become and
Where you may've been,
And choose the current
Upon which you glide
And dip and swirl.
In quieter times
Where the wind abates
You may walk a bit
In the lands where
You find yourself
Gently set upon the ground.
You may even think that lands
All that is for what the eyes see,
Yet you may recall in a
Gentle breeze, a gentle song
And see in the ripples of a pool
Your long forgotten Wings.

Poetry #33

AN ARTIST LIVES TO DIE!

Who knows
Something may
Come of it after all
As one departs the scene
Even if too late
It is on time
And behind the tears
The knowing
And the laughter
Showing
We pass this way
But once.

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