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i had to “rewind” time to the beginning

to the starting line

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i know i will meet you on this path One day

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do you see the pure hope of a “seed”?

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do you see that i’ve always been right “here”?

seeking your willing “engagement”

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will you follow this path…

(?)

the sacred path of an open book

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i am still destined for the (Waiting)

here in (the inner garden) of my thought-life

to first meet you from where i am

my instrumental bird of thought will seek all of garden earth to find you.

this is why i’ve remained deep in thought

(silently, bravely)

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if all the world were made a “sign” of your heart

(your inner affection)

i’d still have to gently invite you to come into mine

through the writing of this open book

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will you participate in this heavenly “calling” of, words?

(with me)

from Today’s reading in the ancient book of Hebrews:

So all of you who are holy partners in a heavenly calling, let’s turn our attention to Jesus, the Emissary of God and High Priest, who brought us the faith we profess; and compare Him to Moses, who also brought words from God. Both of them were faithful to their missions, to the One who called them.

The Book of Hebrews, Chapter 3:1-2 (The Voice)

And this:

Listen now, to the voice of the Holy Spirit through what the psalmist wrote:

Today, if you listen to His voice,

Don’t harden your hearts the way they did

in the bitter uprising at Meribah

Where your ancestors tested Me

The Book of Hebrews, Chapter 3:7-9 (The Voice)

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i know it matters to have written this all down to see

(to be…)

will you look into my True nature?

(into my eyes through these words)

will you trust the book of my heart?

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do you see how A pure Winter’s dream

became A blank first page, to be… in Spring (Clarity)

(?)

could you offer up your simplest “hello” to be seen by my eyes?

(your thoughts made known, your inner space seen)

A “genesis” point of connection.

just as these thoughts “appear” on an illuminated screen

will you allow this “seed” to be planted in your (inner garden)?

And will you clear “mirror” what is inside through the sound of your body?

i want to know your (silence & sound) intimately

but will you hide yourself from being seen & known?

every page draws closer to the beautiful mystery of befriending your heart

At some point.

when you allow it to be

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i won’t be calling aloud as if on a phone

but i will speak in thought just as the silence of the night sky…

to make a clear connection with your heart as an inner conversation

(from the inner space of a dream)

in writing from the instrumental womb… (A starting line)

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will you allow an instrumental “seed” to speak to you?

(in thought & music)

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can i be a writer who reaches into your heart?

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A collective “voice” mirrored by others of a heart hidden away, obscured, yet with these pages seeking clear engagement (to be “unveiled”) to my eyes and my (inner room) of instrumental thought

(A book is the invitation into this)

Spring is growing things…

that’s what Spring does

our beautiful mysterious Creator (and divine Curator) designed it this way to point to (illumine) the significance of rebirth

and my body is here for a time, yet i want to share from the eternal heart (inside, Anew)

(gently inviting into the heart to “see”)

i have to call out, but not speaking aloud (as to shout over the world’s traffic noise to be heard)

no, i have to write from the instrumental womb of thought to get someone’s inner attention to converse with me on the inside

in (the inner room) just as the inner rings of a Tree and the silent “language” they speak

through a living book in the hands with pages that “breathe…”

yet, to be mirrored as well by someone’s lips through a body of garden earth

(A full circle of silence & sound)

will you willingly become an “embodiment” of this?

A vine of leaves growing on a Tree on Foster Ave in Grand Rapids (MI) seen after a T-storm

the 17th of April 2024

Wednesday

the 48th day of meteorological Spring as a mirroring of the alphabetic number 48 of the word “Tree”

Also, day 108 of the year that mirrors the alphabetic number of the word “coffeehouse”

i’ve written much instrumental poetry in such places, like silent music, like the lines of a psalm that cannot be heard playing but read with the eyes and taken into the heart inside, into a space of inner silence just like the night sky… accompanied by the instrumental sounds of nature heard playing on a garden planet as the instrumental “womb” of the universe where everything grows from a seed.

(to be…)

i’ve remained silent for such a reason as this.

And in other news:

drinking a honeycrisp from Kingma’s

will you “follow” me?

(will you follow the path of my heart that leads into yours?)

keeping it True nature.

True illumination.

seeking full “disclosure”

[dfroza]

my heart has become a book to be held in your hands

i know people have been trying to get me to “speak up”

but i have to use silence to convey my message

(just like the night sky…)

hoping to see a willing “engagement” from the heart of someone who reads and connects our eyes (through the words of the inner voice, our thought-lives inspired by the written word)

someone who will also “give voice” to this through a body of garden earth

and to meet in-person someday.

what do you see in the night sky (?)

we’re not seeking darkness, but rather the Light that can be seen clear

@IDAdarksky

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have you heard me “calling” to your heart in silence? have you found my heart (Waiting)?

i hope you find my dream in its True nature

writing in thought is writing in the [here, & now]

this is supposed to be meant to lead people into (the inner room)

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A Tree of flowers in mid April snow showers

4 Mile Road (Grand Rapids)

the 17th of April (2023)

the 48th day of meteorological Spring as a mirroring of the alphabetic number 48 of the word “Tree”

writing and (Waiting) through each season of garden earth’s time

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simple True nature.

“breathe…”