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eternity
was gifted me
this morning
just at dawn –
when reason floated
pearl against the light
pastel pages
fluttering
as books were put away
stories almost ended
now begin
between the place
of getting by –
and knowing the unknown
pathways open wide
to worlds apart
fragile as a robin breath
pushed into the day –
as somewhere now
revival hymns
are played
stones
three hundred forty two
around the barn
and back
sorted once by size
and now by time
measured as girl to grow
knee-high to the mountain –
sings (tho she can’t sing)
of holding on
beauty keeps
a patch of grace –
queen anne’s lace and lilac
sheets are frozen stiff
upon the line –
winds are blowing
cool across these memories
of May –
tender now the calling
back to spring
. . .
tornadoday 
I hear it, too
Nice one 🙂
I am so glad, Vimal……. I’d hate to be the only one! ~ Love to you, Bobbie
“stones around the barn”, “sheets frozen on the line”…..brings back memories of the farm when I was a kid. (I take that back – I was never a kid). Ah, now that we’re really into winter, it’s time to seriously dream of spring. ~~xo~~ Paul
Truly, but I know my heart well enough to know that when my toes are in the sand, I’ll be grieving the snow……… Thank you, Paul. ~ Ever this, Bobbie
And as we slowly move through the cold of winter, our hearts begin to warm with the lovelinesss of a nurturing thought…what might come to be in the newness of spring as this new year comes to life. And yet winter still has to feed its blessing of life water into us that we may be made into much more lovelier wholesome delights soon! And yet do we not still grow during that process as our hearts are warmed as we sit by the soft flame and soothing heat from a heart that daily and wonderfully keeps us embraced with a certain joy…your words always make life a little better with the dawning of each new day! May your heart’s smile always be ever so bright!
You are too kind, my Wendell. Indeed, we are forever being pulled forward…….leaning into an unknown future, but held by a known God. Thank you…….and surely Spring will bloom. Already I grieve the winter. 😀 You know me………I love it all! ~ Bobbie