My Favorite things about Angelfire.
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A Friend
A true friend is something beautiful, It's like a nugget of pure gold, it sparkles when you first see it and becomes more beautiful as it'd getting old.A true friend is something you treasure, as the days of life slowly go by.
The Virginian's Prayer
Carry me back to old Virginia, the state where I was born. Where you still wake up in the morning and hear the sound of the fox hunter's horn. Where the Blue Ridge Mountains in the winter have their beautiful peaks covered with snow, and the creeks and rivers meander through the meadows in the valley below. The dogwood trees that bloom in springtime and the brown trout that swim in her majestic mountain streams. Just carry me back to old Virginia the place of my childhood dreams.
another saying
The state where a great nation was born. Where watermen and farmers joined together at the sound of a buglers' horn. Where in the battlefields of York Town, so many brave patriots lie, As the beautiful York River with so many stories it could tell, slowly flows on by.
@ Horace Ellis 1995 and 1997 (all sayings above)
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Products Of Virginia
THE LAND WHERE SOULS PLAY. An awakening to dawn mist on the water, flowing Spirit's streams to God's alter, purifying essence whistles through the trees, images of the sacred blowing in the breeze. Flights of fancy from birds up high, feathers of many colors filtering through the sky, sun, moon and stars envelops Earth's dome, we're all birds of a feather, finding our way home. Spectacle of mesmerizing movements flashing in the mind, melting pots of humans, secrets hard to find, love all embracing whispers on the wind, no physical presence, ecstasy from a light dimmed. Gifts of joy enmeshed in music and dance, visualizing images filtering in a trance, warriors in a drumbeat at journeys end, back to the womb of creation enmeshed in a substance blend. Wondrous dreams in the stillness of the dark, journey on uplifting voyages in paradise park, thunder and lightening points the way, a prelude to the land where Soul's play. M.L.
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from Michael Levy Author, Poet, Philosopher. Ect.
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