31 Friday Jan 2014
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long the years
to stretch between
ashes to the snow
a memory of shadows
to my soul
once and now
a season passed –
to hold my longing
dear
whate’er I speak
in silence –
the universe
will hear
. . .
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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and hold them near…
The universe and its song
so beautiful to hear…
G’nite, Lady Wordsmith. ~xo~
Me
Thank you, dearest Paul. Ahh……..from our first breath until our last, the universe hears the song that is our heart. The universe will always remember us. Love to you, Bobbie
Very beautiful poetry!!! 🙂
Antonio
Thank you, my lovely Antonio…….. Always, I am blessed by your kindness. ~ Love, Bobbie
So very lovely…have a wonderfully blessed weekend! You deserve a moment of perfect inner peace!
Thank you so much, Wendell. It was a beautiful time…….a calm for reading and quiet. A blessing in so many ways. I hope yours was filled with all that you love most…. ~ Ever, Bobbie
It was spent writing something new for my first love…the Lord! I am glad you got a good rest it shows in what you been sharing this week. Always one in spirit my sister! Hugs always!
This poem speaks words of beauty beyond the words, and indeed, wondrously heard by the universe. Love, Dee
Even the prayers we dare not speak are heard…….carried upon the wind and pressed into the memory of a day. Thank you, Dee. All my love, Bobbie
Because silence speaks louder all the times..
& I’ll repeat: your short pieces knock higher skies
Hugs
silence not only speaks louder, it sits much softer………….a balm to weary words. Thank you, my precious Mira. ~ Love, Me
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