<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7527773531520292234</id><updated>2011-11-13T06:00:38.868-08:00</updated><category term='Song'/><category term='Diving Deeper'/><category term='Writing'/><category term='Spiritual'/><category term='I cried when I wrote this'/><category term='Children'/><category term='Personal Experience'/><category term='Love'/><category term='In the moment'/><title type='text'>Azyh Poetry</title><subtitle type='html'>Been writing poetry all my life, for me it has been like a conversation into healing...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7527773531520292234/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Azyh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7527773531520292234.post-2847781810736130857</id><published>2009-05-30T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T22:22:08.980-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I cried when I wrote this'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the moment'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_kU7IQy40DqM/SiINEwdrOeI/AAAAAAAACHE/RfYvPcXE6nE/s912/IMG_6049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 456px; height: 304px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_kU7IQy40DqM/SiINEwdrOeI/AAAAAAAACHE/RfYvPcXE6nE/s912/IMG_6049.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bees have been here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pollen dust&lt;br /&gt;scattered on my petals&lt;br /&gt;making the white speckled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perfect symmetry has been disturbed&lt;br /&gt;and wind ruffles&lt;br /&gt;and tuffles me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bees have been here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something deep within me stirs as&lt;br /&gt;I know I am fading from the light&lt;br /&gt;retreating into the canvas&lt;br /&gt;of gods creation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it grows silently&lt;br /&gt;new seeds of me&lt;br /&gt;waiting to emerge&lt;br /&gt;and dance in the breeze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bees have been here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I am so grateful&lt;br /&gt;for the visit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7527773531520292234-2847781810736130857?l=azyhpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/2847781810736130857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/05/bees-have-been-here-pollen-dust.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><title type='text'>Princess Duckie</title><content type='html'>Princess Duckie,&lt;br /&gt;                 soft n fluffy&lt;br /&gt;had long rainbow hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Duckie,&lt;br /&gt;                 soft n fluffy&lt;br /&gt;pick dresses she did wear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Duckie,&lt;br /&gt;                 soft n fluffy&lt;br /&gt;had pink loveheart shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Duckie,&lt;br /&gt;                 soft n fluffy&lt;br /&gt;had the breakfast blues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Duckie,&lt;br /&gt;                 soft n fluffy&lt;br /&gt;ate fruit n nuts to try it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Duckie,&lt;br /&gt;                 soft n fluffy&lt;br /&gt;missed her fishie diet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Duckie,&lt;br /&gt;                 soft n fluffy&lt;br /&gt;made a special wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Duckie,&lt;br /&gt;                 soft n fluffy&lt;br /&gt;would catch a yummy fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Duckie,&lt;br /&gt;                 soft n fluffy&lt;br /&gt;tied up her rainbow hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Duckie,&lt;br /&gt;                 soft n fluffy&lt;br /&gt;got fishing clothes to wear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Duckie,&lt;br /&gt;                 soft n fluffy&lt;br /&gt;with a rod n net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Duckie,&lt;br /&gt;                 soft n fluffy&lt;br /&gt;went into the muck n wet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Duckie,&lt;br /&gt;                 wet n muckie&lt;br /&gt;at the fishing pond&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Duckie,&lt;br /&gt;                 wet n muckie&lt;br /&gt;practiced all day long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Duckie,&lt;br /&gt;                 wet n muckie&lt;br /&gt;caught a fish at last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Duckie,&lt;br /&gt;                 wet n muckie&lt;br /&gt;had a bubble bath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Duckie,&lt;br /&gt;                 soft n fluffy&lt;br /&gt;wore her favorite gown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Duckie,&lt;br /&gt;                 soft n fluffy&lt;br /&gt;with her sparkly crown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Duckie,&lt;br /&gt;                 soft n fluffy&lt;br /&gt;ate her fishie food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess Duckie,&lt;br /&gt;                 soft n fluffy&lt;br /&gt;was in a happy mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx azyh &amp; youngest 02/02/09&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7527773531520292234-4867963212264744889?l=azyhpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/4867963212264744889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/02/princess-duckie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7527773531520292234/posts/default/4867963212264744889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7527773531520292234/posts/default/4867963212264744889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/02/princess-duckie.html' title='Princess Duckie'/><author><name>Azyh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7527773531520292234.post-3440930919156308819</id><published>2009-01-11T03:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T03:39:48.988-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I cried when I wrote this'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diving Deeper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>To love the Dragon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“To love the Dragon is a greater strength then to slay the Dragon”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look upon the Dragons in my life&lt;br /&gt;and the battle, the fight to slay them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i put my sword down&lt;br /&gt;my sword arm jelly from its weight&lt;br /&gt;my body slanted with the bias of holding it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i struggle to stand without the sword&lt;br /&gt;to find balance with the simple gravity of who i am&lt;br /&gt;without the metal of my judgment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it lays at my feet in a pool of my own blood&lt;br /&gt;bleeding from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;that where blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the waters begin to move through me&lt;br /&gt;they wash away the angry red&lt;br /&gt;and calm my features with peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dragons all stand before me&lt;br /&gt;as they have always&lt;br /&gt;waiting for my attack&lt;br /&gt;because i was the one that always swung first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fear of being without defense was an illusion&lt;br /&gt;they make no move to strike me down&lt;br /&gt;and as my vision clears&lt;br /&gt;i see them a new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they where of my flesh all this time&lt;br /&gt;i thought them separate of me&lt;br /&gt;i thought them beastly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet the evidence is clear&lt;br /&gt;without the veil of fear,&lt;br /&gt;i see they where only reaching out to love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could i have been so mistaken?&lt;br /&gt;my shame washes the blood from my feet&lt;br /&gt;yet they will not allow me to look at them with guilt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead they hold up a mirror&lt;br /&gt;so i see myself for the first time&lt;br /&gt;i see my wings and my scales&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lift into the air, allowing the pull of gravity to center my courage&lt;br /&gt;i fly towards a freedom i never knew was open to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx azyh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7527773531520292234-3440930919156308819?l=azyhpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3440930919156308819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-love-dragon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7527773531520292234/posts/default/3440930919156308819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7527773531520292234/posts/default/3440930919156308819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/2009/01/to-love-dragon.html' title='To love the Dragon'/><author><name>Azyh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7527773531520292234.post-539160952592564195</id><published>2008-10-22T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T06:02:29.778-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the moment'/><title type='text'>Angel Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Angel Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hollayluya Hollayluyar&lt;br /&gt;Hollayluya Hollayluyar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a simple thing&lt;br /&gt;standing in the wind&lt;br /&gt;waiting for the god light&lt;br /&gt;spreading out your wings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hollayluya Hollayluyar&lt;br /&gt;Hollayluya Hollayluyar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know we never part&lt;br /&gt;Dancing with your heart&lt;br /&gt;waiting for your hallo touches&lt;br /&gt;flying from the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hollayluya Hollayluyar&lt;br /&gt;Hollayluya Hollayluyar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grace will find a way&lt;br /&gt;through the dark of day&lt;br /&gt;connecting to your feather kisses&lt;br /&gt;and tears that do not stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hollayluya Hollayluyar&lt;br /&gt;Hollayluya Hollayluyar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am here with you&lt;br /&gt;like I always do&lt;br /&gt;silently I'm waiting for&lt;br /&gt;our light to shine you through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hollayluya Hollayluyar&lt;br /&gt;Hollayluya Hollayluyar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7527773531520292234-539160952592564195?l=azyhpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/539160952592564195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/angel-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7527773531520292234/posts/default/539160952592564195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7527773531520292234/posts/default/539160952592564195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/angel-home.html' title='Angel Home'/><author><name>Azyh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7527773531520292234.post-3793426440249987514</id><published>2008-10-12T04:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T05:01:29.248-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I cried when I wrote this'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diving Deeper'/><title type='text'>My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm; font-style: italic;"&gt;I kept on telling myself I had changed and changed and changed again, and you know when I look back I never changed at all. I simply wore different clothing until one day I wore nothing at all. It wasn't the nightmare you would think it to be, walking nakid and free. It was simply who I am and I love every scar flappy or firm and every line how it flows like the print of me. I wear me as I am and I am glad for it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7527773531520292234-3793426440249987514?l=azyhpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3793426440249987514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7527773531520292234/posts/default/3793426440249987514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7527773531520292234/posts/default/3793426440249987514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-life.html' title='My Life'/><author><name>Azyh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7527773531520292234.post-933789645816194293</id><published>2008-10-08T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T03:24:39.115-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the moment'/><title type='text'>park bench chair</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;She sat upon the park bench chair&lt;br /&gt;as if someone else was there&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes where closed in this pose&lt;br /&gt;her expression conversational&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She faced the fullness of the sun&lt;br /&gt;all the shade about her gone&lt;br /&gt;Her hands where clasped in her lap&lt;br /&gt;her presence just sensational&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7527773531520292234-933789645816194293?l=azyhpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/933789645816194293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/park-bench-chair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7527773531520292234/posts/default/933789645816194293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7527773531520292234/posts/default/933789645816194293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/park-bench-chair.html' title='park bench chair'/><author><name>Azyh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7527773531520292234.post-6928572187253997751</id><published>2008-10-05T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T14:13:05.140-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diving Deeper'/><title type='text'>A sort of walking miracle</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A sort of walking miracle&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;She wore peace on her shirt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;rainbows in her skirt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;she danced on cloud nine shoes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;when the clouds stormed about&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;she would laugh it out&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;'cause she says there is nothing to loose&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;nothing was her aim today&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;she just smiled myway&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;and I fell into the deepest blues&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;I lost my direction&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;triped over my deception&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;and landed in a different views&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;I only have her memory&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;I only have her heart&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;she just seemed to give it over&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;and thats when it all fell apart&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;the pieces scattered in the breeze  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;the peace she is all over me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;she wont know what she did&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;by finding me deep where I hid&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;it was over from the start&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;she flies from one to one&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;loving all the undone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;someone tell the news&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;what is she doing today&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;is nothing again her play&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;how can I catch her grooves&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;all I have is her gift&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;remembering my eternal shift&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;and loving how it sparks my muse&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;dancing prancing hearts I wonder&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;she was some kind of miracle walker&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7527773531520292234-6928572187253997751?l=azyhpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6928572187253997751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/sort-of-walking-miracle-she-wore-peace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7527773531520292234/posts/default/6928572187253997751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7527773531520292234/posts/default/6928572187253997751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/sort-of-walking-miracle-she-wore-peace.html' title='A sort of walking miracle'/><author><name>Azyh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7527773531520292234.post-174413394650108769</id><published>2008-10-05T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T09:10:25.503-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>I See You</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;I see You&lt;br /&gt;the Divine in You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the many parts, flowing, showing&lt;br /&gt;My truth is Knowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I know that Divine Part of You&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7527773531520292234-174413394650108769?l=azyhpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/174413394650108769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-see-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7527773531520292234/posts/default/174413394650108769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7527773531520292234/posts/default/174413394650108769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-see-you.html' title='I See You'/><author><name>Azyh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7527773531520292234.post-6569830004157654588</id><published>2008-10-05T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T09:08:31.118-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the moment'/><title type='text'>Weaving Rhythm</title><content type='html'>Over under inder ouder&lt;br /&gt;Hover whender winder moder&lt;br /&gt;Fromder someder ofder lofder&lt;br /&gt;Seader freeder ofder farder&lt;br /&gt;Reachder hearder lofder oneder&lt;br /&gt;Over inder ouder under&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7527773531520292234-6569830004157654588?l=azyhpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6569830004157654588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/weaving-rhythm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7527773531520292234/posts/default/6569830004157654588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7527773531520292234/posts/default/6569830004157654588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/weaving-rhythm.html' title='Weaving Rhythm'/><author><name>Azyh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7527773531520292234.post-8769558515304036398</id><published>2008-10-05T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T09:06:50.813-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Come Home to ME</title><content type='html'>I reached for you with my hands but the pillow was bare&lt;br /&gt;So I just remembered you there&lt;br /&gt;I reached for you with my thoughts and held you tight&lt;br /&gt;Been missing you tonight&lt;br /&gt;no it don’t feel right when you’re away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got it in my head we were meant to be&lt;br /&gt;It was all complete&lt;br /&gt;Even bittersweet&lt;br /&gt;My happy ever after life&lt;br /&gt;To be the one that you call wife…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My desire for you lingers, even with you under my fingers&lt;br /&gt;Now memories of your caresses tease my skin&lt;br /&gt;And I’m left with this cold bed tonight&lt;br /&gt;no it don’t feel right when you’re away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way I fit close to you&lt;br /&gt;Overflowing in my love for you&lt;br /&gt;wash my troubles tumble through the floor&lt;br /&gt;let me swim in your skin some more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;save me from these drowning dreams&lt;br /&gt;come home to me, come hoooooooome to me!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;~ 13/09/2005&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7527773531520292234-8769558515304036398?l=azyhpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/8769558515304036398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/come-home-to-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7527773531520292234/posts/default/8769558515304036398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7527773531520292234/posts/default/8769558515304036398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/come-home-to-me.html' title='Come Home to ME'/><author><name>Azyh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7527773531520292234.post-195362489559673419</id><published>2008-10-05T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T09:05:00.294-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the moment'/><title type='text'>The Plea</title><content type='html'>Let me stay&lt;br /&gt;Feeling light rain on my face&lt;br /&gt;Let me stay&lt;br /&gt;Breathing in the chill breeze&lt;br /&gt;Just for a moment&lt;br /&gt;Let me stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me go&lt;br /&gt;Feeling lifted running free&lt;br /&gt;Let me go&lt;br /&gt;Breathing in the sweet air&lt;br /&gt;Just for a moment&lt;br /&gt;Let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me be&lt;br /&gt;Felling total exhaustion on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Let me be&lt;br /&gt;Breathing in the heated sweat&lt;br /&gt;Just for a moment&lt;br /&gt;Let me be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 1990&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7527773531520292234-195362489559673419?l=azyhpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/195362489559673419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/plea.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7527773531520292234/posts/default/195362489559673419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7527773531520292234/posts/default/195362489559673419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/plea.html' title='The Plea'/><author><name>Azyh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7527773531520292234.post-6078029076011705000</id><published>2008-10-05T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T09:11:07.531-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In the moment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>Element of Love</title><content type='html'>You are the air&lt;br /&gt;I breathe you in&lt;br /&gt;I breathe you in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the water&lt;br /&gt;On my skin&lt;br /&gt;On my skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the fire&lt;br /&gt;Burn my soul&lt;br /&gt;Burning my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the earth&lt;br /&gt;Hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;Holding me tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-05/01/07&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7527773531520292234-6078029076011705000?l=azyhpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6078029076011705000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/element-of-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7527773531520292234/posts/default/6078029076011705000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7527773531520292234/posts/default/6078029076011705000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/element-of-love.html' title='Element of Love'/><author><name>Azyh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7527773531520292234.post-7115759692001829998</id><published>2008-10-05T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T14:17:11.940-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diving Deeper'/><title type='text'>Grumpies got Glad</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;thump thump thump&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;went the grumpy feet&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;stamping on the baby dolls toy city streets&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Wha wha wha!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Shouted grumpy cheeks&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;i'm grumpy grumpy grumpy  &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;and I wont go to sleep!!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;baby dolls where crying&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;because of all the mess&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;why did that grumpy have to be such a grumpy pest?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Teddy said hello grumpy grumps&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;what are you doing my dear?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;I think you need a big bear hug now come over here&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;Hug hug hug&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;teddy gave the huggiest hug he had&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;and with this loving huggy hug that grumpy grump got glad&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;build build build&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;baby dolls toy city was no longer a heap&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;"&gt;and finally that glad grumpy got some needed sleep!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7527773531520292234-7115759692001829998?l=azyhpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/7115759692001829998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/grumpies-got-glad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7527773531520292234/posts/default/7115759692001829998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7527773531520292234/posts/default/7115759692001829998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/grumpies-got-glad.html' title='Grumpies got Glad'/><author><name>Azyh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7527773531520292234.post-3965814161537336352</id><published>2008-10-05T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T14:17:40.825-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Writing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diving Deeper'/><title type='text'>Kissing Keys</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kissing Keys&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;The blank page faces me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;and keys kiss fingers easily&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;something creeps across my toes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;it sends my heart up to my nose&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;the page is filling up with lines&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;I practice at this exercise&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;my eyes betray  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;my fingers stop&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;my fridge besides me goes pop&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;I have edited&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;I have sinned&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;I have used spell check agined&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;oops I just broke another rule&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;made up a word to look the fool&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;sounds scrurry across the floor&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;I only have a few lines more&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;its wasn't so bad after all&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;got up special to have this fall&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 0cm;" align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xx azyh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7527773531520292234-3965814161537336352?l=azyhpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/3965814161537336352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/kissing-keys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7527773531520292234/posts/default/3965814161537336352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7527773531520292234/posts/default/3965814161537336352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/kissing-keys.html' title='Kissing Keys'/><author><name>Azyh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7527773531520292234.post-1129372777297837153</id><published>2008-10-05T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T07:30:52.488-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I cried when I wrote this'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>Only You</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Only You&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your gift wrapped presence&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ever now with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;So pretty in bows and purpose&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;But really you are under inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Into each moment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I want to see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to know that single you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not parts of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or the art of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not shining through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;But that wholly one and only you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Paper thin, water tight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Unpick the tape&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let in the height, of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reconnect to all of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;That wholly one and only you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;So pretty in bows and purpose&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;But only part of you is shining through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;dive into us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;and know that wholly one and only you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7527773531520292234-1129372777297837153?l=azyhpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/1129372777297837153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/only-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7527773531520292234/posts/default/1129372777297837153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7527773531520292234/posts/default/1129372777297837153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/2008/10/only-you.html' title='Only You'/><author><name>Azyh</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7527773531520292234.post-6674629953650409520</id><published>2008-10-05T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T07:28:41.214-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I cried when I wrote this'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual'/><title type='text'>Divine Spirit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You do not need to see me - I am here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You do not need to fear me - I forgive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You do not need to know me, or thank me when you win&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yell and scream and hate me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Till you know that you are safe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Curse and kick and fight me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Till you know your own mistakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When the fog of habit lifts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When you face your self&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;When all is lost and in despair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Alone you cry for help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I will fill you with love and light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Till you can't turn away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Send you teachers and insight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Till you finally say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I do not need to see you - I feel you in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I do not need to fear you - I am responsible for my part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I know you are Love and Light, without and within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I know what you do for me even when I do not win&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Azyh 25/7/02&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7527773531520292234-6674629953650409520?l=azyhpoetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://azyhpoetry.blogspot.com/feeds/6674629953650409520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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