Tags
connection, destiny, dreams, faith, fearless, grace, knowledge, life, love, nature, old maps, passion, poetry, restless, spirit, truth, understanding, wandering
of other lives
the river knows –
more than deep
my longing
swirling fits of jasper
quartz and pearl
teach my heart a softer rhyme
who would know
I wonder –
how it is and where
the past unfurls
lay me down
your restless night
was here the moon awaited
a call to be
the same as me
– somewhere
mountains shift
their ancient skirts
much closer
now to taking –
dreams are casting shadows
– everywhere
. . .
tornadoday 
Beautiful!
Thank you, my sweet beautiful friend. ~ My love to you, Wendell. ~ Ever, Bobbie
You never cease to amaze me…
~~~Felicia
Lucky me, Felicia. Thank you, my friend. ~ Always with love, Bobbie
“dreams are casting shadows everywhere” Don’t they always???
Sweet dreams, darlin’ girl. Good night.
Paul
Indeed they do…………long after we’ve awaken. Thank you, Paul. ~ Ever love, Bobbie
Amazing!
Thank you, Chrissy. I am delighted you like this. Thank you for stopping by. ~ All love, Bobbie
You are very welcome! Have a great evening.
Enchanting and beautiful. Love the thought of the past “unfurling” … and how mountains lift their “ancient skirts”. The words take my breath away. Love, Dee
Dee, it seems only right since yours take mine on a regular basis. Thank you, my lovely friend. Always, your light beckons us. ~ Ever, Bobbie