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Death knell

Death knell sounds its echo across time

As the haunting of the ages

Falls into an ocean of silence

Our soul is drawn close to the edge of the water

Sensing something

In those hidden depths

That has a gift for us

Most often arising

At the time of profoundest

Emptiness

This is when the muted death knell

Sounds its note

Vibrationally

And we who are called must go

To the water

Where we reverence in silence

Truths too obscure and complex

To be given voice

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Published by: emergingfromthedarknight

"The religious naturalist is provisioned with tales of natural emergence that are, to my mind, far more magical than traditional miracles. Emergence is inherent in everything that is alive, allowing our yearning for supernatural miracles to be subsumed by our joy in the countless miracles that surround us." Ursula Goodenough How to describe oneself? People are a mystery and there is so much more to us than just our particular experiences or occupations. I could write down a list of attributes and they still might not paint a complete picture pf Deborah Louise and in any case it would not be the full truth of me. I would say that my purpose here on Wordpress is to express some of my random experiences, thoughts and feelings, to share about my particular journey and explore some subjects dear to my heart, such as emotional recovery, healing and astrology while posting up some of the prose/poems which are an outgrowth of my labours with life, love and relationships. If anything I write touches you I would be so pleased to hear for the purpose of reaching out and expressung ourselves is hopefully to connect with each other and find where our souls meet.

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