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An Adult Bedtime Story About The Land Of EVER

Copyright 2012, DC Bianchino, All Rights Reserved.

” Michael, would you tuck me in and tell me a bedtime story”
” Don’t you think you are a little old for that?”
” Not really, I don’t think your ever too old for that, do you? ”
” I suppose not. OK, I’ll do that but you will have to tuck yourself in OK? ”
” Oh all right… OK ”
” Well the story I am going to tell you is about YOU and who you really are,
and where you really came from….See before you came to this earth you lived
another time on another place called EVER. It is known as the perfect place,
at least it was. It is on another demention one we cannot see…

Now when you were born there, your mother was its queen,
and when she brought you into that perfect place, she became
very jealous of you, because she saw you were born with a sacred star
on your left hand, and this meant that you would be the most beautiful
woman that would be, and so she separated herself from you because
of that.

Now as you grew into a teenager you were all of that, you were grand
so perfect and so humble. You also met your perfect opposite there,
who also had a sacred star on the palm of his hand, on its right.
You both were so happy so complete while being together, and all the inhabitants
felt that too…It was all so wonderful….

The queen your mother, just couldn’t stand all the adoration you both
were receiving. So she went in front of the council of light and made up
false charges against you both, and had you both banished from EVER
and sent to what they called THE LOWLY PLACE, EARTH!

Being born here your memory of it was also taken away, and in its place
this feeling of something missing, as it is with all Earth’s
inhabitants to this very day….But that feeling came down from EVER
because it was such a perfect place and you were with your perfect opposite.

Well, I think you might remember this, when you were younger, you were
sitting looking out into the distance feeling that feeling of missing, which
keeps us with a feeling of loneliness, when off to your right was another
like you, who seemed to be looking out with that same feeling. When you
both turned to each other, and for one brief moment you both felt a completeness
that up til that time had not been felt before. And even though you both
didn’t talk and went your separate ways, that connection was made.

Now when you were banished THE ONE WHO STANDS ABOVE US ALL
allowed the queen to have her way because it wasn’t to be interfered
with, however, guides were sent with you to make sure certain timely
events would take place in your life during your search for reasons
of being here, and that emptiness you were feeling, and So that meeting with that boy.

Back on EVER there was a discontent since your banishment and even
your mother felt this too, and she knew she had made a mistake
because of what til then was never known PRIDE….And yes she wished for
you both to return but the time was not in her control, and so a lesson of
PATIENCE came into being on EVER.

But your guides do have a plan and one day a Crow will come to your door,
And will have pine needles in its beak, and you will just know it is time to
go back to that place where you first met that boy and felt complete.
A Crow will also come to his door and he also intuitively will know as well.
And when there you will come together and upon shaking hands will notice
each others STAR, and with that all your memories of your past will be

revealed because a beautiful snake who is the keeper of all past lives will be there
to reveal this to you and then you will know, BUT, you both will have to live out this life
here on the lowly place, and to share all you both will learn and to bring this back
to your rightful home of EVER, and when you both do, EVER’S people will
and your mother the queen will celebrate, and everyone will feel a wholeness
Again….And be wiser for it……The End.”…..

” No please, tell me more”….” All right, but this is it”

” Well now you know who you really are, a true princess with a very special mission
who will be reunited with her prince and will live happily EVER after….
Now Please go to sleep….And dream your dream….Goodnight.” ” Goodnight Michael,
and thank you soooo much….I love you for that.” ” And I love you too,”

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The Soul Mate

Kaie in Ireland

Kaie in Ireland

Copyright 2012, DC Bianchino, All Rights Reserved.

A Love Story Is A Moment That Captures Time
Now, Yours And Mine…
The Soul Mate.

Her profile in poetry…

She scrubs herself with coffee grounds
Her skin smooth as the flute is with sounds
Her hair one stops when it is let down
Her dress, she’s a gypsy freedom’s her gown.

The smell of morning with its first light
When earth’s perfume is there at its height
Like the scent of a lily when May has the right
These are her favourites their essence, Her quite.

Her passion are pictures she has the eye
For what she sees are scenes that hide
Her thoughts are clear refined as with glass
Playful sincere she’s a lady with class.

Her body is perfect as perfection will have
She is desire love’s most potent salve
Her colours are rainbow all have their place
One to the other she honours with grace.

Her looks are familiar as the soul is to fire
She needs nobody she walks someplace higher
The earth is her home and free to roam
She is its heart like that in this poem.

Her white horse waits on sand next to sea
It is her spirit pure and is free
Her lips hold a curious smile
She is a goddess Natures child.

She’s a mixture of all that’s ever been
Yet pure as light from where it begins
The love she wants has no doubt
It is everywhere when all about.

She’s sensitive fragile as a flower with frost
Yet strong as a seed in an apricot
She believes in destiny as with its fate
I know this is true, she is; my soul mate!

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Castletownbere

Copyright 2012, DC Bianchino, All Rights Reserved
Seagulls and Swans and fishing boats
Mudflats and moors together that cope.
Waiting the tide to turn and to float
Leaving the harbor with dreams filled with hope.
Here where mist and clouds fill the sky
Roads filled with curves and blind to the eye
Travelers make their way with each tide
Over again with sea birds that fly.
For here, the land ends, were it not for the wind
Carrying with it those memories of when.
And where the sheep now gather again
Between rock and hill, and the green of the glen.

 

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