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from the first
I knew the last –
every blessing pressed between
as years would flow
the river to the spring
backward to the starting
forever just for this –
knee to knee
and kiss to eager kiss
without song
I heard the music
someone sang it once for me
and danced me round
beneath an amber sky
swirled away
as come what may
time betrayed the end –
meet me there
was all I heard him say
in the still
I found my seasons
as promise one time made
to wake anew
when leaves were on the ground
listening for violins –
held me here before
last I knew –
the first would come
again
. . .
tornadoday 
Ah, who feels it, knows it!
……..fortunate me that you do, Seb. Thank you……… Always, Bobbie
Oh Bobbie ~ the “Knowing” — again- yes! — and your poetry just fills my heart with joy.Truly enchanting dance with words here my beautiful friend.
~ Love you, Robyn
Dearest Robyn, I am delighted (all the time) to be sharing the knowing with you, my beautiful friend. Thank you. ~ Always love, Bobbie
from the first
I knew the last **
Lovely.
Thank you, dear one. Your kindness is light to my page. ~ Love, Bobbie
nice one…
Thank you, Vimal……….. you would know as you know me. Thank you ~ Love, Bobbie
nice one
this made me float on a beautiful lake that I’ve swam in before ~ what a vision! A Van Gogh of words!
You are far too kind, Deb. But always, I am grateful for the gift only you can give. ~ My love, Bobbie
I’ve said it before, and I say it again… you are a conjurer of thoughts. I’d love to sit and watch you write!
…..and yet, you do……. 🙂 Thank you, Tanumoy………my friend. ~ Love ever, Bobbie