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long before
this time was come
another breath we shared –
verses died
but no one missed
the sound
eager
as were hands to trace
treasure to the map –
tho crossing in the quiet
wore us down
kept the faith
to meet with wish
returning by the night –
tho never have I seen
you smile
that way
presence
sure to linger
wherever we might be
as life to strain
the vow of yesterday
between the life
I live (to love)
and the one I write about –
tis another me –
another restless will
somewhere I can go to
when nothing else
makes sense –
the only thing familiar
is the still
tornadoday 
written within the clarity of memories here and now
from forever’s beginnings
Love this Bobbie, but then you knew I would feel it
Take Care…You Matter…Much….
)0(
Love you
just me
I knew you would……..and am so glad to know that my words find another home with you, Maryrose. Love you, Me
…and don’t we all have that “other me” and a “somewhere” when nothing is making sense whether it be a real physical place or just that private space in your mind? What you brings thoughts of memories and solitude (as it spoke to me). Really like this, Bobbie.
….~xo~
Paul
I’m not sure how many spirits I’ve missed through my away-stay but I’m certain you know more who’s on top of that list:)….
seems i’ll have a full-time job checking so many missed beats..
Love & Light
I’ve missed you terribly, Mira……. Welcome home, my dear one. Not to worry about what you’ve missed; just think of what you haven’t! ~ Love, Bobbie
The still is always the peace that comforts our hearts, for it is our place of eternal freedom, where the desires of the heart come true and where we may pamper ourselves with a feast of delights…because it is our hidden haven from all that is except for what is alive in our hearts and minds…that which will never go away!