07 Friday Feb 2014
Posted in Poetry
Tags
bliss, breath, connection, gravel roads, life, love, old maps, passion, poetry, reason, sacred intimacy, silence, soulcenter, spirit, understanding, wonder
soft as dawn
approaching
light remembers dew
fingers touch
where words are left unsaid
laid between
the starting
of something more
we knew –
would take of breath
and leave us near
as one
. . .
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Beautiful and so many things said in just few lines. Seems like something was going on in your mind or heart and you have expressed everything in words
….Thank you, Rahul. To be honest, I just put my pen to paper and let my soul and heart out………sometimes, the result is something that works – something that speaks to another heart or soul……. Truly, thank you. ~ Love, Bobbie
What a great opening
Thank you, my dearest Richard. Always, I am blessed by your kind words……… Thank you. ~ Ever still, Bobbie
You’re welcome
I love these lines Bobbie:
“fingers touch
where words are left unsaid”
… although there are elements of separation, it is one. Beautiful poem. xx
Thank you, Angela……….. Always, there is a moment to span eternities – as sweet the fleeting kiss of dew upon the dawn. There we remain……..eternal. ~ Love, Bobbie
I love reading your poems out loud…they resonate in my heart. Namaste, mary
……..then I am blessed beyond the limit of words………… Thank you, Mary. ~ Love always, Bobbie
‘Tis but a bit of magic that you’ve written here, lass…, and the warmth o’ it might melt the coldest o’ hearts, wouldn’t it now? Not that I liked it, at all…, at all ! xo, darling girl
🙂 I’ve gotten pretty good at knowing the words that you find you best………. Thank you for your kindness – a blessing to me. ~ Bobbie
How much do I love your poetry? Let me count the ways…. beyond measure dear poet!