George Rapanos Poetry - The Forest Goddness

George Rapanos: A Quest for Religious Transformation

		God, who did my soul create, In thy presence thou refuge take. With this glorious love I swear, Youth's beauty is only but fair. - George Rapanos

The spirt never dies. It blooms for a night
and then disappears but is not dead. It blossoms
again in another part of the forest and exists
for another night to bloom again and again.

George Rapanos
April 4, 2004

	Rebirth
	The Hidden Treasure
	He is Not Dead
	Meditation
	The Summit
	Immortality -Eternal Love
	Fleeting Moments in Time
	Spirituality Haiku
	The Angel and the Peacock
	Scholars and Philosophers
	A Heart Full of Love
	A Gift from God
	Spirituality
	The Forest Goddess
	Smile of Ultimate Joy
	Transcending Duality
	Self-Realization