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becoming, bliss, connection, dreams, forgiveness, grace, life, love, passion, reason, relationship, restless, soul signature, spirit, truth, understanding, wandering, wisdom

twas not for me
to sacrifice
names denied their place
of lovers never knowing –
something more to me
than grace
the ways to home
so seldom clear –
as fate sometimes unfair
dreams are weaved to lockets –
ribbons for my hair
to share of these
sweet mysteries –
of questions yet to be
answers wrapped in waiting –
return as love to me
forgotten now
our reasons –
time was stopped by will to know –
wonder still surrounds me
when nights are long
and cold
reminders of forever –
few can borrow
none can steal –
of moments we remain the same
as first the truth revealed
a rush of breath
becomes my skin –
as voices haunt the dark
a love beyond
my reasoning –
awaits my eager heart
I’ll save comments for those more adept in the art than me and just tell you it’s wonderful and I liked it a lot.
….always and good night,
xo
Paul
…I could ask for no greater praise, dearest Paul. Thank you….. Love ~ B
Love, Linda
……..Thank you, Linda……… I find extreme joy in knowing you were here with my words. ~ Much love always, Bobbie
Beautiful Bobbie!
Thank you, Wendell. Regardless the time of day, I find comfort in the places you’ve gifted me. ~ My love, Bobbie
beautiful introspection Bobbie. xoxox
Thank you so much, Jeannie. I suspect you have a beautiful stash of feelings all your own. Love always stays the course. I just finished a beautiful book about coming home (and forgiveness). It served as a reminder (in case I needed one) that always, we live in the love we give away. Thank you, darlin. ~ Love you, Bobbie
“Nothing is ever really lost to us as long as we remember it.” L.M. Montgomery &
“All of our reasoning ends in surrender to feeling” Blaise Pascal
Love & Light
You are so very right, Mira. Nothing is lost to us unless we choose to let it go. For that reason, love always lives and sorrows always fade. Thank you so much, Mira. ~ My love to you always, Bobbie
Love is never a lost treasure, it never loses its value, and can still be shared in much more beautiful ways! I really liked your poem Bobbie!
Very true, Wendell. These things I know for certain – day always follows night and love is never ever lost……. You’re an angel. ~ Much love, Bobbie