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forever of taking
a step beyond night –
where heavenly angels
take tea
with the stars
warmed by the dreams
I’d forgotten to dream –
and given to name
what I knew
of my fears
to choose
without choosing –
a touch nearly gone
yields to these hands
a sweet ancient
way –
reaching to bloom
in colors of song
as one now the map
of soul
unbetrayed
. . .
tornadoday 
Oh Bobbie – again you have transported me somewhere, somewhere far far away where there is no ‘mind’ and only a graceful loving force that guides and comforts and protects. It’s such a peaceful place too… no resistance, fear or conflict. Your words carry such profound energy that prompts us to remember.
Love to you beautiful soul ~ and heartfelt thanks ~ Robyn
…….if my meager words have the power to take you anywhere, they are bless’ed indeed, dearest Robyn. Thank you, my heart. ~ Love ever, Bobbie
This is one in which the words pull you right into them, Bobbie. It speaks, not reads…, and there’s a depth of feeling beyond the lines. This is real. ~~xo~~
Paul
Thank you, Paul. I wish they were all this easy in becoming. 🙂 Thank you. ~ Ever, Me
Your words always provide such beauty to timeless serenades that move heart and spirit to sigh! Tendersweet are your words dear poet, that leave certain joy to have birth in a waking heart…ever so sweetly done!
Thank you, dear Wendell. I’m catching up on a week’s worth of comfort this morning. As I drove near Atlanta yesterday, I wondered how soon you would be settling in………. Much love, Bobbie