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on long nights
when the moon is cool
to wait
(I have before)
spent of breath
my last
to speak (your name)
smoke rings
bear the silence
of spirits gathered home
(time is lost
awaiting signs)
and coming back
the same
ten thousand lives
for one more death
(in places)
we remain
might comfort cling
as hours
for a moment
(held onto)
a change of course
becoming more
than e’er I was (this way)
pulled awake
by dreaming –
signs (before I knew)
. . .
Improving consciousness …
a dream never slept……..
… but coming true nevertheless …
Ahhhhhhh. Wow! Stunningly delightful.
Thank you, my beautiful friend. Always, I am where you are, dear Millie. ❤
Wonderfully beautiful…a special gem Bobbie!
❤ Thank you Wendell
Wishing you a beautiful holiday season, dear lady. I love you. May this new year bring you the wealth of happiness you so deserve. Your words are what keeps us moving every day. Thank you.
Millie, what a precious gift – these, the words of your heart. I hold them near to me, and feel the weight of their wish. May your days be filled with all you love most, a light to flame within your own. I love you……….. so very much.
Smiling for you and with you.