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![]() A Variety in Prose Reflections of the Heart
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HOME | A LINK TO MY ART (NEW!!) | Links to MY POETRY | ART | Heartbeats (book one) | A Fingerprint of God | Beth Lambert | Drakmyre L O D | VARIETY | GUEST | WARNING | Favorite LINKS | About ME | CONTACT | Call 9-1-1! | alone | beautiful | BELIEVE | Bigfoot | tumor | Dark Passion | Dark Soul | debating | debauchery | ecliptic | emancipated | engulfed | box | ice cold | sorry | insanity | hell | Imagination | just | Lap Top | fingerprint | sandwich | little dog | lost | Me, Critique? | memories | terror | no one | Nymph | prince I | prince II | exemption | reality | spam | delight | doubt | together | painful | paper boat | paper II | reflections | reprieve | SPAM | sunlight | single | stow-a-way | squeezins' | take | tempting | until | us | contract | iggy-poo 1 & 2 | wayward | winter | what | why | hurt | PEACE | wearily
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"Reflections of the Heart" Ron Kinard (c) 2002 from the very beginning of time man (woman, child) has been in conflict between mind and heart the mind might see the darkness while the heart says rainbows the heart might feel pain and the mind numb without conscious the mind contemplates love which overwhelms the heart, catching anyone off guard especially when they are least expecting it it can happen to anyone, anytime finding someone to love is sometimes the most difficult thing in the world never happening when you are in search of surprising you when you need it the most how do you define such a feeling? be thankful if and when it happens, there isnt a logical explanation accept it and appreciate it because you cant really define it you cant put a price on it, it cant be bought, only freely given give of yourself and expect nothing in return, be thankful for love dont think about it, experience it because these are reflections of the heart
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