31 Friday Jan 2014
Posted in Poetry, Storytelling
Tags
becoming, bliss, cherokee, death, destiny, faith, fearless, forgiveness, knowledge, life, love, old maps, passion, postmark, reason, resurrection, sacred intimacy, self, spirit, spirituality, truth, understanding, value, wisdom
how long the sweet
departing –
how dear the ways
recalled
tho time has passed
– somewhere
a moment still
remains of us
eternal
a voice upon
the wind
a passage unforgotten
by our will
. . .
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“a moment still
remains of us”
And for always
it will….. ~xo~ Me
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A genuine selfless love always causes tender soft moments to be held as treasured keepsakes for our hearts to embrace when needed, painting many nights and days with a special joy which never goes away. Thanks always for your insightful, inspiring words! Another gem!
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