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dreams, essence, home, life, love, memory, remember, restoration, sacred intimacy, sometimes, stirring, time
questions
leave me breathless
e’en when the silence falls
when years are passed
unwillingly to night –
tis there
the petals
once reserved
are opened by a sigh
essence unrelenting
as a psalm
remember me
as melody –
verses into one
tracing notes
lilac
shades of stone
breathe to me
as answers come
by names another wore
let me sit
while silently
they dream
. . .
Author’s Note: There are nights when I pull awake with a start, returning from another place – not so far. In the darkness, tears pool as I search frantically for a place to write.
Lovely
tis there
the petals
once reserved
are opened by a sigh…..
Sleep thoughts, or dreams, are cause for a lot of sleepless hours and often
leave us distressed for want to follow their paths. ………………………..xo
In dreams, we are remembered, reunited, welcomed to the porch never old…….
❤ ❤
❤ just so
A beautiful Psalm Bobbie!
Thank you, Wendell. I love the new pic btw….. 😊