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becoming, bliss, breath, connection, destiny, divine this, dreams, faith, fearless, forgiveness, grace, knowledge, life, living, love, memory, nature, passion, poetry, reason, restless, seeing in the dark, southern, spirit, spirituality, time, truth, understanding, wonder
as snow
atop the cedars
melted with our tears
washed away
these memories
of time
awaiting us –
eternities
beyond this resting place
denied the dream
by sorrows
so divine
what more of love
becoming –
as blossoms to the chill
would last
where essence drifted
down the pines
. . .
Absolutely lovely as all your words fall onto the page. You are one talented writer, poet, and observer. Thank you for inspiring us.
……and I return the thanks, dear Millie………….thank you for words that sit long the night with me……… Such is the blessing of a true poet. Your words sing. ~ Love, Bobbie
let’s keep reflecting one another! Mucho love…Millie
You left me speechless with this one, Bobbie. Don’t know what to say… It’s beautiful. ~xo~
Me
Thank you, Paul. I fought with this one for several days, more than once tempted to trash it. You make me glad I didn’t. ~ Always love, Bobbie
Dead. And a-raising.
backwards into our beginnings………. Thank you, my friend. ~ Always with love, Bobbie
Many thanks. And same to you. 😀
At a lost for words to say…but the feelings are beautiful! A very, very lovely poem!