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I’ve worn
my inside out –
bones upon the floor
let my soul to dry
against the sun
grieved for understanding
told with lies
my truth
a purpose weaved
of patterns
come undone
when making
into story –
was more than I could say
more than I could tell
at any cost
were letting go
and letting in –
pages kept with tears
lives I’ve lived
tho ne’er a one
was lost
. . .
within each word your heart tells the most beautiful stories
whispers that everything is made of love so it will continue on….
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Thank you, Maryrose………. If I know one thing, it is you share the music that is the heart…… Blessings for that. ~ Love, Bobbie
These words run with rivers of emotion, Bobbie. Beautiful. x
Thank you, my sweet beautiful Angela. That’s exactly what they felt like coming out………. 🙂
This is the map to a dark country we only ever travel in fear.
Yes, until they come to fear us……….. 🙂 Thank you, my dear Seb. Always, your presence makes me smile! ~ Bobbie
Your words are always soothing and so very beautiful, I think many of us have been to that place before…love makes it to be that way. Have a beautiful Valentines day today, my dear sister!!! Hugs and blessings always
Thank you, Wendell. I suspect that anyone who has known joy has known sorrow (for surely how could you truly know one without the other)……… Our sorrows are as much of us as the bliss…….. We should hold them all tenderly. ~ Love, Bobbie
Even a curse has its own blessing…
Love and Light
every sadness, but the underbelly of bliss…………
Love to you, Mira………. Always love. ~ B
Exactly..
Hugs
No remarks or comments. I just really liked it, not for one reason or another. It just felt good when I read it. ~xo~
Me
Thank you, Paul……….. This one took a lot out of me, but it was a good letting I think! ~ Always with love, Me