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bliss, faith, fearless, knowledge, life, love, passion, poetry, resurrection, seeing in the dark, self, truth, understanding, value, wisdom
no more or less
was right made wrong
or hell for heaven trade
was dark alone when light was come
or souls bent afraid?
loving words still echo deep
returned as truth we swore
held to more than promises
the ways we walked before
no more or less
was right made wrong
or hell for heaven trade
was dark alone when light was come
or souls bent afraid?
to paths of fate
disguised as dreams
for all we came to know
silence haunts the lowly heart
with dreams too dear
to hold
no more or less
was right made wrong
or hell for heaven trade
was dark alone when light was come
or souls bent afraid?
. . .
tornadoday 
Such lovely language.
Thank you so much. My apologies for being so long in responding……….but know that your words found me right on time. Love ~
I never comment on your photos, as the poetry dominates. But the photos are always excellent, my dear. All the best.
When I first joined wordpress, I resisted the addition of photos. I suppose part of the reason that I came from another site where you paid a membership based on numbers, and images seemed a waste of good dimes. Now, I sometimes browse old directories for photos I’ve saved for years (lifetimes)…….knowing that one is surely the seed that became words. ❤ Thank you, Stephen. Always, yes.
…. 🙂 ……. ~xo~
me
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divine. I don’t know how many times I’ve read this in one sitting. Beautiful!
…..regardless the number, I was blessed every time, dear Millie. ❤
Dear Bobbie, I’ve been away from blogging for quite a while, but your words remind me of reasons to come back. Love, Dee
O, Dee……..I have missed you terribly and pray the time away has been gentle. Always, my heart is where you are. ❤
Words in beautiful flight dearest Bobbie ❤ xXx
sweet words from you, my fearless flying buddy…….. ❤