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Leaves, glorious leaves, are on display everywhere. Oh, I’m not talking about the once colorful autumn decorations of nature as viewed when they had hung on their homes in the trees. That image is for poets to paint with words. This story is about what happens after their inevitable fall…


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My quest continues
Trying to find God’s presence
So as to fill up the emptiness in my spirit
And hopefully at the last
To finally find joy
So as to be able to dance to the heartbeat of the universe
As I hear its echo resonating in my own heart
Feeling Her love embrace me
Surrendering the burden…

John O'Neill

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