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becoming, destiny, dreams, fearless, grace, life, nature, reason, restless, spirit, truth, wisdom, woman
keep me not
from dreaming
else my soul forget to fly
and soon betray the thought
that would be wild
was e’er a lifeline
made a map
and feathered into vine
cut to thumb
and tracing fist to nail
choosing then
to disagree
a different fate to claim
as raven raised to wave
against the dawn
forsaken now
the line to stretch
across the morning sky
safe was never meant
to keep us long
tornadoday 
Ahh tea and great poetry- Now I am off for the night
Always thank you for sharing
…and thank you for letting me ❤
The photo and the words make a beautiful and perfect fit for the message of your poem! Loved it!
Thank you, Wendell. I am so happy you found this and that it spoke the language of your soul. – Love, Bobbie
a perfect balance of words and visual….
you are very gifted you know…
I enjoyed this
Take Care….
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ladyblue
Thank you so much, Mary Rose. If my words find a place with you, then that’s all I could ask for! Truly. Much love, Bobbie
sometimes I find that no mortal word describes the beauty in your words…just a *sigh* will do…
then I see one with such balance..perfect for where my heart is, mind is…
Take care Bobbie….
Keep Writing for us
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maryrose
…and sometimes, maryrose, all I have is a *sigh* xoxo
me too
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