“The sweetest things”
The sweetest things
A Poem by Coyote Poetry
Life is simple. Respect people. Religion should be private. Stay positive.
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I have seen so many mysteries and seen so much beauty.
I swam in the Pacific ocean in the early spring storms. Riding my suicide board. I felt so free and helpless. I felt so small but safe.
I stood at the Pinnacle on top of a mountain. I saw four states. The beauty of being able to see so much.
I free-climbed the cliffs in the fault line of Northern California. I sat with the Eagles.
I climbed to Old Castles in Germany. I felt the power and age of a once powerful people.
I stood at the Pyramids in Egypt. A strange feeling of loneliness overtook me.
I went to South and Central America. Stood at temples. I felt the power of the old Naguals.
My dream and vision were to see and try to understand all the different people.
In all my trips and meeting many kind souls in this world.
I learn all fathers and mothers love their children.
Everyone wants a warm bed and home to live in.
I never met a man or woman who wanted to die.
Coyote
10 Oct 2002



Beautiful poem… 🙂 but I knew someone who gave up his life for people to receive salvation. 🙂 cool blog JC! 🙂
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The man of love and hope dies so us imperfect people can be forgiven. He taught love and forgiveness. Took away the senseless world view away of a eye for a eye. A eye for a eye world. Like today. No-one can win.
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You’ve been on quite a life journey, John, and it continues. A powerful and insightful poem.
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Everyday we learn something new. Every day a opportunity for us to do something good. Thank you for reading and the comment.
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These are sweet truths.
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Sad story…only 13 years ago.
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We must know and find beauty and hope. Or we will forget to live.
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