tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55928472012-02-12T19:10:28.935-08:00PoemRozhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00254593142513767592noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5592847.post-1060105850385742832003-08-05T10:50:00.000-07:002003-08-05T10:50:50.323-07:00<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5592847-106010585038574283?l=smallcomunities.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00254593142513767592noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5592847.post-1060104789353046142003-08-05T10:33:00.000-07:002003-08-05T10:33:09.346-07:00If I could dance with you the way my beloved intended <br />Better yet if I could be with you in the presence of this moment <br />If I could be with the beloved in least effort and desire <br />If I could desire not to desire <br /> <br />Then What? <br /> <br />I don't know <br /> <br />If I could bring myself into this moment <br />for no other reason than the experience <br />of who I am at this moment <br /> <br />Oh ... how I need the grace of the beloved <br />to face myself <br />and the love and fellowship of others to share my love<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5592847-106010478935304614?l=smallcomunities.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00254593142513767592noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5592847.post-1058562330788978162003-07-18T14:05:00.000-07:002003-07-18T14:05:30.866-07:00This a test of my first posting so I can edit it latter at blogger.com<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5592847-105856233078897816?l=smallcomunities.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00254593142513767592noreply@blogger.com