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lovely birds...and they have such sweet voices
4 you
The child whispered, "God, speak to me"
And a meadow lark sang.
The child did not hear.
So the child yelled, "God, speak to me!"
And the thunder rolled across the sky
But the child did not listen.
The child looked around and said,
"God let me see you" and a star shone brightly
But the child did not notice.
And the child shouted,
"God show me a miracle!"
And a life was born but the child did not know.
So the child cried out in despair,
"Touch me God, and let me know you are here!"
Whereupon God reached down
And touched the child.
But the child brushed the butterfly away
And walked away unknowingly.
Ravindra Kumar Karnani
(Old Hindu poem)
*if u r becoming bored with my nonsense just let me know* — May 30, 2012 7:03 p.m.
SD Firm, Individuals Disciplined
hi watcher...how's ur day going?— May 31, 2012 10:43 a.m.
Who Buys and Who Sells at San Diego Farmers' Markets
this is a great article on Farmers Market around town...love the one on Sundays in Hillcrest the mushroom guy is a kick...ppl pick their own mushrooms in Oregon...of course the likelihood of being shot is high in the forest they're more treasured then pot!!! http://homecooking.about.com/library/weekly/bl092… gotta be careful if u pick them wild tho— May 30, 2012 7:28 p.m.
Piano
i am inevitably touched by the iconic delicacy and remembrances in this poem...i love D H Lawrence's fictional work and now find i'm enamored by this poem too— May 30, 2012 7:26 p.m.
ocean beach pier
very nice— May 30, 2012 7:18 p.m.
no crowds or cameras
4 both u a R2S “Hope” is the thing with feathers – That perches in the soul – And sings the tune without the words – And never stops — at all –— May 30, 2012 7:14 p.m.
SD Firm, Individuals Disciplined
and *“Hope” is the thing with feathers* *That perches in the soul * *And sings the tune without the words * *And never stops* *at all *— May 30, 2012 7:08 p.m.
SD Firm, Individuals Disciplined
http://sandiegoreader.com/users/photos/2012/may/3… lovely birds...and they have such sweet voices 4 you The child whispered, "God, speak to me" And a meadow lark sang. The child did not hear. So the child yelled, "God, speak to me!" And the thunder rolled across the sky But the child did not listen. The child looked around and said, "God let me see you" and a star shone brightly But the child did not notice. And the child shouted, "God show me a miracle!" And a life was born but the child did not know. So the child cried out in despair, "Touch me God, and let me know you are here!" Whereupon God reached down And touched the child. But the child brushed the butterfly away And walked away unknowingly. Ravindra Kumar Karnani (Old Hindu poem) *if u r becoming bored with my nonsense just let me know*— May 30, 2012 7:03 p.m.
Nathan Fletcher’s Untold Stories
pathetics also want to know the truth...spill if u know something different Wadams...if not barrage ballooning has reached it maximum effect here!! truth in general is highly acceptable at the Reader so go right ahead ***enlighten me***— May 30, 2012 6:48 p.m.
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lovely in duplicate— May 30, 2012 6:43 p.m.
Dirty Little Freak
i wish i could Mindy...but i'm homebound with Bobby...but thx u 2 anyway hunnypops!!!— May 30, 2012 6:40 p.m.