03 Thursday Jul 2014
Posted in a time for telling, Poetry
Tags
cherokee, conscious consciousness, destiny, dreams, fearless, grace, knowledge, life, love, nature, old maps, passion, reason, soul, spirit, spirituality, wandering, wonder
before as now
the path becomes
a place I know of seasons
– a life made good by wonder
blossoms here
knowing stars
alight the night –
beneath the cedar lay
the soul
my story telling
of all that I
hold dear
. . .
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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Beautifully said.
Thank you ever so much, my friend. ❤
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