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    The Beginnings of Freedom

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      Within your mind reside.

      Where many lovely days were spent

      While clashing with the tide.

      Nature’s slow, unhurried pace

      Protects its unseen beauty.

      While human answers form a race

      And choke off nature’s duty.

      While eyes, mind and beauty worry

      From me receive no rush, no hurry.

      The Hand of Man

      Time itself can bring no treasure

      For time alone is no true measure

      Without regard to present weather...

      Through time our will has changed the land

      Changing as the shifting sand

      Still, we have not changed the man...

      Advance, advance and if by chance

      Our path is blocked by wall or lance

      Advance again;

      Our victory dance...

      Changed by one great restless hand

      With which the fires of hell are fanned

      Still, will we ever change the man?

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      Always There Is a Cost

      The heart watches time above all things

      And measures truth.

      Still, truth is too often held

      While love is lost.

      Those who are willing to fight;

      Being not quite willing,

      Wait to be called and waiting are caught.

      Always there is a cost

      Even in waiting.

      These Eyes (A Daydream)

      Tonight I gaze into the cold;

      Deep into the uncertain shadows of night

      And long to see the morning’s light

      Shine along the lines of your body

      As you lie quietly sleeping

      Fatigued by our long night’s passion…

      Sonnet #2 (I Love You)

      I often sit with you; restless, silent,

      Living that one moment in solitary joy

      Of you. Overcome because our time is spent

      Veiled by the cool restraint we must employ.

      Endangered by our timidness; like a shy

      Youth that never learned to dance, we humble

      Ourselves before our fears, suppressing high

      Uncertain dreams until they crumble!

      True love is born full grown; strong and

      Eager for expression, glorious as the still

      Rainbow stretching brightly from sea to sand.

      Embracing this love should be our only truth; it’s will

      Should be our dance, its birth a happy start

      As we grow together, two lives – one heart!

      To Stephen Crane

      Being always on my deathbed

      I have little to look forward to

      But hell and you…

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      About the Author

      Toby Jackson was born in California, and grew up with his parents and two siblings in Texas. He earned a Bachelor's Degree in Education at the University of Texas in Austin. Toby currently lives in Albuquerque, New Mexico with his wife, two children, and four dogs. He teaches elementary school Physical Education, and enjoys playing golf, practicing yoga, occasionally writing poetry, and spending time with his family.

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