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In the Ever Shifting whirl of Time
Where Illusory Perception plays our senses
Like doubtful fire
Dancing in tempestuous writhing Guise
To Entangle our thoughts
With a restless conflagration;
That which stands Apart,
That which shapes Itself after Validity,
Unspoken or wholly Perceived,
Whispers Quietly to our Inmost Self,
Though often all that is outside,
The Noise and Chaos of Self and Self-seated Notions
Mutes and muffles the Sweet Voice
Whispering Quietly to Our Innermost Being,
Whispering Quietly of Peace and Calm,
Serenity and Harmony,
Of our Inseparable Uniqueness Binding us Together,
While wants and desires rampage
Like a torrential flood of hapless abundance,
Persistent contravention
Of those Sweet Soft immutable tones
Whispering Quietly
From All we already Comprehend,
Yet Dare Not to Perceive.
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~Morgan~
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Beautiful Photography by: Photographer Brian Peterson

Nicely done..
I have a question… Is it worth becoming a premium member of the independent authors network/
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Thanks Rajiv 🙂 Um, I think I did one of the lower memberships, but reading over what they offer it sounds well worth the fee. I can tell you that they DO what they say they will, which not all these organizations do, so if you feel compelled and are able to do so, it would more than likely be worthwhile. I hope that helps?
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It does help… I am tempted to actually pay!
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I just read over it again and the only amendment I would add is that, if you already do social media yourself, then you are doing what they offer already. I have a bronze membership and still am RTed by them regularly, as well as their Avid Readers Cafe. For me the bronze level is enough.
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I am bronze!
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tee hee
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I actually have a bronze membership now
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Beautiful wordplay, Morgan 🙂
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🙂 That comes as high praise from the wordplay master 🙂 Thanks Ever So !!
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Pleasure 🙂
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A truly lovely and unique poem, Morgan.
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Thank you Holly. Sometimes these thoughts just spill out. I am often not sure from where they come or where they are going, but I hurriedly write them down and hope they may touch someone somewhere sometime. Very Happy you found it so 🙂
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Indeed Morgan, you are truly gifted! ❤
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Picture fully justify the words…………..
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it was such a lucky find 🙂 Thank you Vikey 🙂
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Ah, the love that waits lingers in loneliness and undefinable beautify. I really love this poem. Your words are as fabulous as a cold banana pop-cicle on the hottest of days.
“Whispering Quietly to Our Innermost Being,
Whispering Quietly of Peace and Calm,
Serenity and Harmony,
Of our Inseparable Uniqueness Binding us Together,
While wants and desires rampage
Like a torrential flood of hapless abundance,
Persistent contravention
Of those Sweet Soft immutable tones
Whispering Quietly
From All we already Comprehend,
Yet Dare Not to Perceive.”
I’m thinking I know this situation like the lines on the palm of my hand. This is amazing.
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I am absolutely delighted to hear that it is so relate-able. 🙂 Truly! its a joy when we write something, not sure where it is coming from, or where it is going but then find that is has touched someone 🙂 Thanks Ever so 🙂
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great post, as well as your soul !
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