a poem by Eleonora
Writings
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Kula Heaven
Some trees needed to be trimmed as they had overgrown their space.
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A Child’s Day
My walk home through the woods and into the neighborhood, welcomed me as a late afternoon of play and sweat, thrilled my senses.
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There It Will Be
It was a great day and while my heart and will is strong ...
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Night Trimming
I woke, not having had that much time to sleep, but was able to stand and get dressed. It was a work day, that started in the dark before morning. I met up with seven …
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Waiting Tree
I love that you took the time to visit ...
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Mystery of Light
I dreamt during the long and plentiful night. People, places … sights and sounds … And as the sun rounded for Her return, the rain came, heavy … full of life and song. The humidity …
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Our Embrace
Some say time does not stand still- It moves as we, on and forward, up and down, left and right- And through all of this, we sleep and wake, we live and find joy, and …
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Listening to Her
I have known many people during my stay. Within me lives a quiet, kind and gentle Soul. She does not speak outwardly that often, but She does, constantly, daily and every minute and second of …
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Roots Desire
The soil does not question the desires of the roots, but allows them to grow. She holds water and food for the growing plant, and does not ask for anything in return. The roots embrace …
In All Our Years ™ 