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she spins
in sleeves
of flannel
worried not for word
counts the stars
by name
(gives them
hers)
cursing not
the seeker
nor winds
to take him far
beyond the light
(still
within her arms)
♥♥
in sweet
she pulls
at shadows
and wanders then
to dream
of wishes made
(and where
their burning rests)
in choice
denied the choosing
fortunes yet
untold
for love beyond
her knowing
(gratefulness)
♥♥
tornadoday 
It is always a grateful moment to embrace your spellbinding words! For your words are always the endless gift, that keeps on giving the beauty of your heart to us all! Love, hugs and blessings always Bobbie!
Thank you, Wendell. Surely your eyes see into the truth that keeps us all, and I am blessed to know you (to love you). ~ Ever, Bobbie
Reaching for the stars that hold the dreams she seeks, hidden in her heart…
Good night, darlin’ girl. ~xo~ Me
Perhaps I am holding their dreams as well. I think I do…….I know I do. Good morning, dearest Paul. May your day hold treasure of unnamed stars. ~ Always Love, Bobbie
I love that she gives these spinning spheres their names~ Wonderful concept! Faithfully Debbie
………..when I was a kid, I gave them all names. They had their own, but I liked mine better – butter, daisy, henry and mattie. The skies seem closer when we call them by name. ~ Love to you, Debbie. May the night sky pour sweetly to your window. ~ Bobbie
“in choice
denied the choosing…”
No comment but much love…
Ain’t it just the way, Mira Jay? We choose without ever knowing there was choice to make. We look back on roads that split while we slept. Thank you for the gifts you bring to my door through your presence. I am blessed within your love. We are always blessed by love. ~ Always, Bobbie
Yea cause unfortunately we’ve made ourselves believe that choices are always made to us; this way there’s no blame to fall upon us when things fall apart; the only reason why we created unconsciously the concept of blind-fate:)
Love & Light dearest one
Indeed…………but fate is never blind; only near-sighted 🙂