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becoming, connection, dreams, faith, fearless, forgiveness, grace, knowledge, life, living, love, memory, old maps, passion, poetry, reason, restless, sacred intimacy, soul, spirit, truth, value, wonder
where am I written
does your soul bear
my name
without memory
of years passed between
are there places
made safe
by the refuge of life
a silence
where hope
is redeemed
by the echo
of heartbeats
wherever you are
another trembles
unseen
where am I written
where am I known
– a love
once made famous
in dreams
. . .
Beautiful
Thank you, my sweet Richard………. Surely your words must flush here by evening shadow……. and I am blessed. ❤
You’re welcome 🙂
No soul with your name except your own …
Indeed………a place most holy……..valley of immortal love……… ❤
Agreed!
Ah, lass, ye take me breath awa’ wi’ such words as ye escribe here. Soft an’ gentle from yer heart. Wonderful they are…, aren’t they now. ~Always~
Himself
Thank you, dear Paul. I know I’ve done well when you start talking all Irish on me…….. 🙂
Your heart knows dreams and dreams know your heart…always, ❤ xXx
and in the dreaming, the dreamer is ever awake……… ❤ Thank you, Jane. I love you………..yet, still, always. xo ❤