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connection, gravel roads, home, knowing, letting go, living, love, memories, remembrance, sacred intimacy, seasons, time
I’m the road
made sure
for coming home –
the taking back of time
words where none
would fit
the same as mine
from here
the waiting restless
as stars
again align
I’m more than once
you might have dreamed
– thought
removed of rhyme
gather me
remember me
beyond this sacred
afterglow
lay me down
beneath the night –
another loved you so
in keeping
let your sweet embrace
replace my will –
my need to go
til all of you
returns to me
as all of love
I know
. . .
tornadoday 
I am not surprised that there are so few comments to words such as these … woven as on a Navajo loom, the art only seen in so much reflection of light
❤
I am surprised that there are so few comments to the thoughts and feelings so beautifully expressed, as only you can. Beautiful, darlin’ girl…, just beautiful. xo
Thank you, Paul. I love the comments, but find a deeper joy in knowing those without words found their own because of these……….
Let your sweet embrace replace my will…those words are so breathtakingly beautiful! Awesome poem Bobbie!
O, Wendell, I’ve missed you. I hope Atlanta is treating you well. You are loved, deeper than roots.