05 Friday May 2017
Posted in Poetry
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blessings, home, life, love, nature, seasons, seeing in the dark, truth, wilderness, words
lifetimes chiseled
a door between pines
was here
a heaven was left me
one time
closing my eyes
to evergreen dreams
washing my soul
in wonder
it seems
you remind me
of home
a place I belong
paths often tread
past beginning
words I have lost
to the wearing
of days
yet here
in the woods
they remain
. . .
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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