Being Native

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----------THEY ARE GETTING A DISHONEST HACKER TO ALTER MY WORK HERE, REMOVING THE EDIT BAR WHEN I TRY TO FIX THE FORMATTING, WHICH SHOULD NOT EVEN BE ALIGNED TO THE LEFT WHEN I PASTE IT.  THE OTHER ONES I HAVE POSTED WERE NO PROBLEM SO SOME BASTARD IS DOING THIS 

 ---- AND THAT IS WHAT THE INTERNET SOCIOPATHS PAY PEOPLE TO DO!  

MY MESSAGE:  

SENT TO BLOGGER 

Stop using a subapp to remove the edit bar when I try to edit my work!  I get fed up with the tricks of techs who have nothing better to do than harm others.  DON'T PAY THEM! 11/9/2021

BLOG IS:  STRAWBERRIES FOR THE SOUL 

                  POETRY 


Being Native

Means Being Natural,

One with Nature

Every creature

Knows You

for you belong

to the real world,

You use the real world

to keep you whole.


Your soul

Is who you are.

You find yourself

As you commute

not only with 

your community

Biut also you find 

Unity with

Every being that 

Gives breath.


Beneath

And Beyond

Our comprehension

You sense

what's near -

what's far -

Understanding

we all are

cussumed to

our souls.


We see your Spirit

Through you,

Your eyes,

Do not disguise

Your passion

Your pleasure

Which is measured

By 

The appearance of 

Your eyes--


You see into,

Not around,

For you've found

The real place 

to be is

Unity.

Your eyes are Yours

For 

They only follow

Your Spirit.


I study your

every move

So deliberate, symbolic

of your spirit

You tell me

about Life-Peace-Joy

Through your Music and Dance

Telling us Chance

is our chance

To change and enjoy.

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