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bliss, connection, destiny, grace, gravel roads, living, love, old maps, postmark, reason, spirit, strength, truth, understanding, wandering, wisdom, wonder

as for days
they aren’t so heavy
that I can’t hear your voice
as miles I never walked
I drift between
remainders of a time we talked
in whispers of surrender –
hand in hand
eternity restored
as promise we had felt return
when fit together walking
and graced the sun
with touch beneath the green
took of faith
a fated leap –
tho knew not of tomorrow
or where the tides would leave us
with our dreams
forgotten as the first
to step
the last to leave for heaven –
and paradise
was sworn to bring us home
wishes we might never speak
lest worlds be crushed
in moving –
another star
when thought we were alone
I can’t be sure
but sometimes there
I wonder to your passing
and question –
more and more
the why you came
familiar as an unfamiliar
presence on the night –
breath the same as mine
I couldn’t know
stories wait the telling
as pages grieve the pen –
paths we walked are covered now
with snow –
oceans turn between the lights
of where we were
remember –
as lifetimes passed
(I can’t be sure)
I know
what I can’t know
My heart feels every word from your heart, as your embraces me and guides me along…we know the way too well…but its nice to know that we both share the blessing of his gift and love! Thanks Bobbie!
Thank you, Wendell. I am grateful for such a wonderful blessing. ~ Love, Bobbie
While we may not know how these lifetimes of ours have passed away–or where to–we can always know that Our Lord is walking with us.
Absolutely, Rose, and we are walking with Him……….for we are never beyond His reach. ~ Love you! ~ Bobbie
In the many lifetimes we leave
in the pasts we leave behind
Memories left for us to grieve
Futures ahead for us to find
We trust ourselves to find the way
To stay the course to each new day.
…..always,
Paul
………I had to read this again. You’d think I hung a wreath on the door or something. This isn’t a sad poem (or I didn’t think it was). Maybe I need to have my thermometer checked! LOL! Thanks, Paul. ~ Much love, Bobbie
Not sad, no wreaths, just rambling again!!!
xo
Paul
….xoxo not a bad thing at all……..
lovely, yes, we walk this way many times….heart and love to you, Bobbie, Linda
Thank you, Linda……….. It’s a good thing to know that when others walk similar roads, they are with us and we with them in ways we aren’t yet aware of. Love to you, my friend……… So much love to you! ~ Bobbie