A repost of a poem shared in 2002 and written circa 1999. Dreaming of dolphins today :) Love, Dawn
Were we dolphins once?
Did we glide through glassy waters
too deep to fathom?
Did we turn to speed heav’nward, watch
laughter bubble up
as our joyful hearts overflowed
with love, abundance?
Were we dolphins once?
Did we dive, surface, dive again?
Were we held without
invention of words, together
in perfect union,
by sacred beauty that spoke of
who we really were?
My soul believes; I
remember you. I long to know
love again, frolic
in wide ocean, because it's where
we're meant to be. Come,
swim, submerge, emerge to shatter
earthly barriers.
Poetry. Various urgent, lively, and sometimes haunting poems appear here alongside stark black and white photos of Jones' homeless subjects. Jones takes on the plight of the homeless in different voices, echoing the thoughts of people on the streets,
Intuitively, I know I've lived many lifetimes, and none more interesting than the one I'm living now. However, being born an old soul somehow did not excuse me from the same job I share with you and that is learning to craft a positive attitude about
A guide and challenge to Christians who want to live a life of true discipleship. It explains why worship is fundamental and how a life of true worship transforms one to Christ-likeness.
The world calls us to improve and promote ourselves. Is this
Share
Print
Save
Follow
I believe that we were much more than what we are now. The soul travels in many ways!
Blue eyed fish...
This is fantastic and makes one wonder. The art is sensational! Janet