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becoming, connection, destiny, dreams, fearless, grace, gravel roads, life, love, old maps, passion, reason, restless, spirit, travel, truth, understanding, wandering, winter
to wonder why
it was to be
when came ~ another day
though not your plan
to leave again
another heart to save
with words
to match your rhythm ~
as language spilled to rhyme
we flew beyond the seeking
as geese into the night
wanting for a moment
never knew the way
we’d be ~
returning for each other
by way of memory
to know again
as once we were ~
when swore an oath to find
the way beyond the darkness ~
a moment so divine
we couldn’t stay
we wouldn’t say
lest words ~ our truth reveal
a mystery
we’d come again
this promise to fulfill
e’er destiny be less
than more
or fate betray our place
words denied a keeper
tales of breath and lace ~
as shadows failing
brushed aside by sighs ~
a lover’s curse
shall be the way remembered ~
as souls reborn to verse
tornadoday 
…loved it, Bobbie.
xo and good night
Paul
Thank you, Paul. Good morning… xoxo ~ Love, Me
nice theme…
Thank you, V. I’m grateful for your visit. ~ Much love, Bobbie
“As souls reborn to verse”, it seems such much love comes from deep within your treasure chest, and it massages a heart bringing back the dreams of yesterday and the hopes of tommorrow…that it will be the same way once again. Your poems always seem to take my breath away Bobbie…a very lovely read!
Thank you, Wendell. I truly believe that it more like they will be the same again because they are still the same (forever the same). Time is an illusion. Always (even beyond death) we hold to the love given us. You’re an angel, Wendell. ~ Love you, B
just beautiful…Such a tender pull upon the soul beautiful journey of Love, Linda
Thank you, my dearest Linda. Always, I know that you will see beyond the words ~ to the heart of the telling. Much love, Bobbie
beautiful verses tell of a great love, “beyond the seeking”. Not many mortals experience such kind of love. These words are a lullaby that usher me gently to my dreams.
Thank you, Dee. I think age gives me perspective ~ not so much about what I know, but what I KNOW. Thank you so so so much. ~ Love you, Bobbie
See this is the way as writers we wish we could always bring across our thoughts and feelings into the hearts of others. Taking their breath away, allowing them to feel how eternal love can be … regardless of how and why these words rose up in your soul, here they are, and in a word I choose to use carefully in this world – they are magical – perhaps enchanting is an even better word …
Thank you, Peter. Though powerful, words are hardly sufficient to convey feelings of love or grief, or bliss. I often think I’ve done a fair enough job, but then I read through and realize that I haven’t even scratched the surface. There are experiences that one can only know from living them. Words (even if you have them all) can only take you so far. Truly, thank you. ~ Much love, Bobbie