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AN EMPTY SHELL
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book with An Empty Shell message. This
An Empty Shell book with
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An Empty Shell topic and asks what is
An Empty Shell, who is
An Empty Shell, why are they
An Empty Shell, why is being
An Empty Shell dangerous, what is the
An Empty Shell message and how does
An Empty Shell message affect you. Understanding the
An Empty Shell message is very important and knowing what the
An Empty Shell message means can help you to understand many things
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EMPTY
SHELLS
By Ann Rich
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"EMPTY
SHELLS"
Walking along the
beach, endless and endless miles of seashore with time to explore.
Empty shells are all that I can see so I pick them up and carry them
away with me.
Quite a collection I find I have so I carry them for a safer place to
be.
The sun beating down on them with a glimmer of light that catches my
eye.
More and more I find to carry with me a salvation hard to describe.
So much beauty and so many different shapes,
But they all lay in such a commonplace.
As I carry these
empty shells away with me,
The weight begins to slow me down.
So I sort through them one by one.
Each carries a moment in need.
Each one in different places I have found.
And each with a memory that has only just begun.
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Love and trust the battle within,
One of armor and one of cloth,
Both equal in strength and at a great loss.
Cornered by time to live again,
A moment to go back to where you have been.
The principles of pleasure intrude on a pleasant dream.
Love and trust the battle within shouts its damning scream!
One of armor, one of cloth and both are determined to rise again.
Conflict and pressure begin to adhere
to this occasion.
One second to catch your thoughts of stop, go, or yield?
Beset by these restless conflicts your need to release introduces
itself.
Provoked to endure a graceful truce the weak one falls to submission.
Love and trust the battle within proclaims the very same guild.
One of armor, one of cloth, and both equal with great strength in this
world that we build.
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It was the night after the full moon,
This was the night that I saw the moon between the trees.
It was huge! The color of melon,
My world was lit as my life had instantly risen.
I saw light gray clouds all dismayed with dark blue visions.
My moment had come forth and all at once I felt a life inside begin to
breathe.
Three decades of life had passed by me.
Cascades of shadows, erupting dark and gray.
Now they evolve in true sight and all of this was for my eyes to see!
"Oh My God," dear God, this is my world mine all mine in every way!
And this is what I have dropped before Thee?
At such a long distance, that glimmer
has covered over me.
So many nights I lay before Thee.
Not one word and not even one moment heard.
For it was silence, for I could not breathe.
An hour had passed since I saw the moon between the trees.
It had vanished and no longer could I see,
The dark blue vision, the one that would not breathe.
I saw the melon with its glimmer, the one that had covered over me.
I felt my breath inside that I could not breathe.
"Oh My God!" My dearest God, I have found what I lay before Thee!
I have found the vision of gray and how huge it was for my eyes to
see!
"My dear God, my only God," Oh how I have forsaken this precious life
you have given to me!
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Mornings delight present with the
laughter of children.
Streets are full with the pitter-patter of little feet that are out
and about.
Each home with a gift on this street, many seeds with many sprouts.
Laughter and joy fill the air allowing the child in you to cheer
again.
Little hearts pounding with excitement from all that is complete and
genuine.
Streets are full with the sounds of our innocence, many screams with
many shouts.
Little lives engaged with the will to thrive on this street, not one
with a glimpse of doubt.
The happy place is what I see, a place of comfort that carries us back
to where we've already been.
The happy place holds many things,
The warmest images are portrayed by the innocence of a child's smile.
The happy place holds many memories,
The face of authenticity is what this child's smile brings.
The happy place is our gift from the most precious child.
Genuine smiles that give this world some truth with pure honesty!
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A touch of silence gives me my
moments in time so I gather them all.
My need to completely belong is where I am with my need to wonder
why.
A life to live while gripping the fear and all truly too costly in
expense.
I find myself much too weakened to stand but held by my refusal to
fall.
Following you, following me, a silent prayer seems the only ally.
A glimmer of hope is laced in the shadows of my cringe for despair.
Desires erupt paralyzing minds and forcing the hold back of my true
and genuine promise.
Shimmering lights were prepared in the pathway that was laid before
me,
Is this really my true moment to stand with all that I am and care?
Confusion strikes the words that I think when I reach for the
answers that I 'd obviously missed.
Holding you, holding me, the wonders of the world are bits of gentle
for my eyes to see.
A day of light and a night of darkness, but a purpose that stands
true and complete.
Vibrant sensations come to me, moments that carry me with no hidden
fear.
Shadows of all kinds evolve around me bringing me to a place of joy
and a place to cry.
Captured in an aura of newfound strength comes alive at rapid speeds
through the insides of me.
Now for the battle of truth that lies deep within buried alive with
a life that always seems to reappear.
Touching you, touching me, released into a silent prayer to cleanse,
soothe, and purify.
A moment complete in my time lifts me higher raising my insides up
to touch the unreachable stars.
Gripped by life and held in fear and the moments to come forth with
all that I am standing bare!
I have found myself surrounded by the light that will always shine.
Now I stand buried alive in life with my soul deep seeded in the
core of every beating heart.
Feeling you and feeling me, I stand complete and bare sounding to
the words of a silent prayer.
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© Copyright: 1997 Ann Rich.
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