Welcome to Four Lines! I have a goal I would like to write at least four lines of poetry or a haiku every day for the rest of my life. I'm excited about this challenge! Also, along with my daily poem, I will be reading at least four lines of another author's poetry. I'll try to include that here also. So I'm thinking - how difficult can it be to read and then write one poem a day? We will see! - Claudia

All poems on this blog, unless noted, are written by Claudia Callaghan.
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Thursday, February 16, 2012

She flows, she rises, she moves with oceans.
She circles, she follows, she moves with the earth.
She shines, she learns, she moves with stars
and blends into White.

She dances, she listens, she steps into yoga,
beginning to choreograph heaven's songs.
Three so far... She has given her bliss.
Enya's... Watermark
Cat Steven's... Into White
Eddie Vedder's... Can't Keep
and many will follow for
she follows, she sings, she moves conducted by
a loving inner voice.

She dances, she moves, she closes her eyes,
becoming a prayer where
every step, every turn, every stretch
is thank you to the Creator of all.
Can as you hear your compass,
this gentle guidance?
We are all the same.
If what you hear is from fear,
you are directing yourself.

She flows, she rises, she moves with oceans.
She circles, she follows, she moves with the earth.
She shines, she learns, she moves with stars
and blends into White.

This is when she knows her spirit,
and is given precious gifts
of why she is here,
what good she is here to do.
She is not unlike you.

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