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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=358378" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The SUn is Calling</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sun is<br>Calling me- I do not hear- though<br>Only the flapping of the wings of the<br>Canadian wild geese and the <br>Far away footsteps of <br>The intruders who follow me-<br>I can faintly hear the<br>Rays of the sun in the distance screaming their doleful cries, <br>Masked by the motion of the branches of the wild oak and cedar trees<br>As they shiver in the early morning’s draft-<br>Water rushes down the creek that adorns the trail<br>Beside which I walk-<br>Robins and cardinals chant their early morning litany-<br>Deer stand stalwart close to the path ahead of me-<br>I hear footsteps behind me as I turn my head although<br>All I can see is the sky-<br>Inside of my mind I have built a sanctuary, and<br>A small cabin in which to hide-<br>As I walk deeper into the thicket, <br>I begin to lose myself into another place in time-<br>Thee sun is calling me- I do not hear-<br>I have closed my eyes to the world around me and<br>Have lost myself inside of the world of my dreams<br>This world where I am omnipotent and no one is<br>Allowed to enter-<br>Somehow I find I cannot escape the grip that<br>This planet has made upon me-<br>The grip of ill fate and of mistrust-<br>It is the intruders who follow me<br>That clash with the beauty of the sun, <br>The loveliness of the song of the wild, and<br>With the mystery of the woodlands-<br>I would fly close to the sun with the<br>Canadian wild geese if I only had the wings to<br>Lift me off of the ground and<br>Carry myself to some other universe where<br>I could in reality be omnipotent and not afraid to sing-<br>To carry the tunes that keep my spirit alive as I abandon<br>The fear that has so deeply injured my soul-<br>The rays of the sun are screaming and a lone nightingale<br>Sings its soprano solo-<br>I break into a run carrying with me inside the safe haven of my thoughts, <br>The refuge of my delusions- and my flagging grasp on reality-<br>The sun is calling me-<br>This time I hear, as I feel the strength of my character evolving-<br>I look upward and see more than the sky, but<br>That could-be heaven and the faces of angels, as<br>They look down upon me in awe and admiration- I realize that<br>I have nothing to fear-<br>As nobody can rob me of my thoughts or of my imaginings and<br>I have come to the realization that I have found that other universe, if only in <br>The sanctuary of my dreams…</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Claudia+Krizay">Claudia Krizay</a><div class=q>
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Calling me- I do not hear- though
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Canadian wild geese and the 
Far away footsteps of 
The intruders who follow me-
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