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more than breath
this passing through
becoming as I am –
the last I was
the first to know
of ways to understand
as grace revealed
by sweet design
no different than the one
as sacred to impression
as winds and sea –
of sun
as morning
rolls against the tide –
recalled the scent of rain
remembered me
as songs another sang
before I came
as holy as a verse
to write –
prophets sworn to find
as here alone –
when all was still
a silence so divine
as soul to soul
within without –
and closer than can be
wherever there
the name of love –
shall speak the same
of me
tornadoday 
upon reading my heart burst, my soul touched and self skin sent to chills…do I love it? Ohhhh yes, dearest, yes. Love. Linda
………..I could ask for nothing more than the message of your heart. Thank you, dear Linda. My love, Bobbie
Divine silence–such a blessed gift to swell our hearts!
Indeed, dear Rose………It is in that silence that we hear clearest our own sacred voice. We should take every opportunity to listen so that we never forget our own divine song. Thank you. ~ Much love to you always, Bobbie
And i sat mesmerized as the melody of your hearts words embraced me, bringing such a soothing peaceful touch to my soul! I felt your heartbeat within, and your spirits breath…and heart sang a song of praise to your poem, “Oh heavenly, so heavenly, how His spirit always rewards us so for sweet blessings to entertain and lift us with love from one of His very special ones! Thank you my sister for an awesome feeling!
Thank you, Wendell, for opening your heart to these words. ~ Much love, Bobbie