from his book Dancing the Dream
i love dancing the dreams its mike's soul
hey multiple jetaime .... how come you didnt now dancing the dreams ????
<em> Things will get better if you just hold my hand Nothing can come between us if you just hold,hold my, hold, hold my, hold, <strong>HOLD MY HAND
<EM><STRONG>HAIL TO THE KING OF POP
<strong>LOVVEE IITTTT !!!!! HOLD MY HAND MICHAEL
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Today I fell in love with this one
Child Of Innocence
Child of innocence, I miss your sunny days
We joyously frolicked in extended plays
Ever since you've left the scene
The streets are lonely, dark and mean
Child of innocence, return to me now
With your simple smile show them how
This world once again can respond to your glance
And heartbeats flutter to the rhythm of your dance
Child of innocence, your elegance, your beauty
Beckons me now beyond the call of duty
Come fly with me far and above
Over the mountains in the land of love
Child of innocence, messenger of joy
You've touched my heart without a ploy
My soul is ablaze with a flagrant fire
To change the world is my deepest desire.
I swear Jetaime - You have multiple personalities.... Leave Me Alone!
WTF Jetaime 3 - juggling multiple accounts again??? I thought you learned by now...
Hey 2minus!! how are you girl?? what's up? have you missed me??
ROFLMAO - We've already established that you are.... Get over yourself!
btw I am NOT jetaime sorry!
2m4mj: if I "can't" afford the book?? do you think I can't afford a book at $25?
Jetaime - Dancing the Dream is a book of poems Michael wrote. I bought my book (not expensive) from www.abebooks.com and with shipping it cost under $25.
The book can also be read online for free at www.jetzi.com
Apologies to Jetaime ... the wording I used was incorrect!
what is this book exactly and when was it written? can you send me a copy please?? thanks so much! my pm is ready to receive them
I LOVE this writing called Dancing the Dream. Its amazingly beautiful.
awwwwwww so precious
WHO COULD HAVE KNOWN
HOW GREAT HE'D BE
THIS SIMPLE MAN
WHO WOULD BE KING!
R.I.P. FOREVER KING!!
thank you so so much for sharing these poems. I am seriously so grateful. Michael's words are comfort for my aching heart and I just thank you so much for sharing. Any idea where I can get a copy of this book? I have been looking with not much success.
Beautiful poems. : )
Thank you so much Noda Refai for sharing Michael's poem's. I enjoyed them very much.
i love most the part where mike said
..... stars never die .... they just turn into smile
<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< spraying love to all >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
The Power of Michael's Love
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thank u dear
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The Power of Michael's Love
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LCSM - I got my Dancing the Dream book from abebooks.com and it was with shipping under $25.
I have e copy for the book
if you like I can send it to you
give me ur email in pm
I'm glad that you liked it
I want Dancing The Dream Poems and Reflections sooo bad! Can anyone tell me where I can get it. I've tried a lot of sources :' (
Thanks. Love MJ FOREVER
theyre all so beautiful, i especially love the boy and the pillow
you are very welcome
I'm happy that you liked it
I will send more later
thank you maha for bumbing it
Thank you for posting some of them. I haven got the book yet, therefore im reading it here now.. Thanks a lot, LSCM.
I hope you like them all
Dance rehearsals can go on past midnight, but this time I stopped at ten. "I hope you don't mind," I said, looking up into space, "but that's enough for today."
A voice from the control room spoke. "You okay?"
"A little tired, I guess," I said.
I slipped on a windbreaker and headed down the hall. Running footsteps came up behind me. I was pretty sure who they belonged to. "I know you too well," she said, catching up with me. "What's really wrong?"
I hesitated. "Well, I don't know how this sounds, but I saw a picture today in the papers. A dolphin had drowned in a fishing net. From the way its body was tangled in the lines, you could read so much agony. Its eyes were vacant, yet there was still that smile, the one dolphins never lose, even when they die..." My voice trailed off.
She put her hand lightly in mine. "I know, I know."
"No, you don't know all of it yet. It's not just that I felt sad, or had to face the fact that an innocent being had died. Dolphins love to dance -- of all the creatures in the sea, that's their mark. Asking nothing from us, they cavort in the waves while we marvel. They race ahead of ships, not to get there first but to tell us, 'It's all meant to be play. Keep to your course, but dance while you do it.' "So there I was, in the middle of rehearsal, and I thought, 'They're killing a dance.' And then it seemed only right to stop. I can't keep the dance from being killed, but at least I can pause in memory, as one dancer to another. Does that make any sense?"
Her eyes were tender. "Sure, in its way. Probably we'll wait years before everyone agrees on how to solve this thing. So many interests are involved. But it's too frustrating waiting for improvements tomorrow. Your heart wanted to have its say now."
"Yes," I said, pushing the door open for her. "I just had this feeling, and that's enough for today."