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it seems
I’ve forgotten
the reasons for us
and where you were going
before I came down
– a breeze
from the mountains
as light from the east
– a some kind of angel
in white cotton gown
at the mention of always –
sometimes I loose sight
of the way
that the world takes her time
as balanced perfection –
wherein I forget
the beauty of presence
divine
a scatter of ashes
in clusters of blue –
a sign by the side
of a once traveled road
remembers our passing
as time
on the map –
a place come of knowing
– of dreams
taking hold
. . .
tornadoday 
Watching the clouds as life drifts along. If you’re lucky, sometimes it will give you a glimpse of its real beauty, and then drift on over the ridge. Strange thoughts, I know, but it’s been a strange day. Good night sweet lady. ~xo~ Me
Not strange at all. When I was younger (and still), I’m amazed at how much the sky looks like the ocean. I don’t think that’s a coincidence, nor is it one that I see it…….. We’re all strange in our own way, and that’s a wonderful thing. Thank you, Paul. ~ Love, Bobbie
Another beautiful one that comes down like a breeze from the mountains. Typo on loose, wherin?
Thank you for keeping me straight, Stephen. And thank you for your familiarity with the breeze. ~ Love ever, Bobbie
As for my familiarity with the breeze. On my last post I wrote about an inspiration to write that came to George Packard like an ocean wave. But initially I had likened that wind to the rush of air that you get when a subway train rushes into the station. I changed it to a salty ocean wave. But it’s the subway gusts I’m familiar with.
I so understand……….. ๐ Like the first breath of ocean water! ๐
The ocean breeze is healthier.
Much………… ๐
beautiful poem. remarkable lines
the reasons for us
and where you were going
before I came down
โ a breeze
from the mountains
groetjes, Francina
Thank you, my dearest Francina. I am honored by your presence and your view into the words that make me….. ~ Love, Bobbie
Very Beautiful Bobbi,
“sometimes I loose sight of the way that the world takes her time
as balanced perfection โ wherin I forget the beauty of presence divine”
What a wonderful way to remind me it is not all about me and is not on my time line!!
xoxo
Exactly, Mary. It is but it isn’t. When we are ‘ready’, it will be time. ๐ Thank you for the gift that is your light. It illuminates my shadows. ~ Love you always, Bobbie
Flowing love therein. Dearest Bobbie. Xxxxx
…….and flowing right back to you, my beautiful friend. Always, may the sun warm your dreams. ~ Love, Bobbie
lovely ๐
Thank you, Vimal. I’m so very glad you like it. ~ Love you, Me
Beautiful Bobbie, Love you
Thank you, Cindy. May your kentucky skies be ripe with wing this beautiful day. One day, I promise, I’m heading up to visit. ~ Love you…. ~ Bobbie
Your sharing words always gently inspire me to write…that is what the spiritual touch of you heart always causes to happen. Your poems are always such beautiful treasures! Your poems are always delightful blessings!