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Nov. 6th, 2005 12:51 amBecause this was too good to let it go unsaid:
Sometimes I feel like a tuning fork
That's been struck against God's palm
Sometimes I feel like a Scottie-dog
With a magnet in my core
That reverses polarity on occasion
Pulling everything in
Then pushing it out with a burst of light
I don't ask you to conform to my reality.
What I think must be
Resonates within me.
The force inside me is as strong
As the tide that pulls the sea.
What I ask is that you share
What you think, and feel, and know
I will take it in and regard it
With awe and wonder.
Will you listen with rapt attention
As I do the same?