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Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Poem, Emotions Shunted, 10-4-2011

To question is natural,
to doubt is more learned.
To ponder brings joy
which is given not earned.

To love is divine
radiant by play
on light and geometry
a hidden display
of brilliance and glory
in each one of us,
waiting to burst out
an infinte rush
of pleasure, allowance,
acceptance and strength,
eclipsing the darker
of areas bent,
by destructive, insensitive,
outbursts and stunted
by drama and power
plays emotions shunted.

Advances by ruthless
foray of love.
Care and submission
given as bail
to free one from scrutiny
thin is the veil
of Oneness, compassion,
care and attrition
billows from wounds
opened by kindness
seen for its beauty
removal of blindness. --EVE Featherstone

shunted past participle, past tense of shunt (Verb)
1. Push or pull (a train or part of a train) from the main line to a siding or from one track to another.
2. Push or shove (someone or something).

for·ay/ˈfôrā/
Noun: A sudden attack or incursion into enemy territory, esp. to obtain something; a raid:

at·tri·tion Noun/əˈtriSHən/
1. The action or process of gradually reducing the strength or effectiveness of someone or something through sustained attack or pressure.

2. [Middle English attricioun, from Medieval Latin attrition-, attritio, from Latin] : sorrow for one's sins that arises from a motive other than that of the love of God

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