<p>a spanning bridge, a seeming whisp of a rope is strengthened and tightened, examined and yet there lies our path.  I remember I was carried across walking air across ocean, yet here I will walk.</p>

a spanning bridge, a seeming whisp of a rope is strengthened and tightened, examined and yet there lies our path. I remember I was carried across walking air across ocean, yet here I will walk.

<p>a spanning bridge, a seeming whisp of a rope is strengthened and tightened, examined and yet there lies our path. &nbsp;I remember I was carried across walking air across ocean, yet here I will walk.</p>

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Many of these stories in the Walking People read/sung by Paula Underwood are on iTunes, recorded by Paula Underwood in deep big ideas. May kind thoughts come, she wrote me. I liked how she looked. The stories she read had stood ages, now they sooth chaotic thoughts.
 Rhythm and words sing themselves: I find the gorgeous song inside the words. 
I sing the strands in the braid. These stories are for all earths' children. I sing my own telling.

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Many of these stories in the Walking People read/sung by Paula Underwood are on iTunes, recorded by Paula Underwood in deep big ideas. May kind thoughts come, she wrote me. I liked how she looked. The stories she read had stood ages, now they sooth chaotic thoughts. Rhythm and words sing themselves: I find the gorgeous song inside the words. I sing the strands in the braid. These stories are for all earths' children. I sing my own telling.

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