age, endearing, gathering, grace, home, life, love, memory, moments, promise, time, truth, where I am whole, wisdom
the past will blur
and I will dream no more
of empty fields
whispers set aflame
I will gather then
moments without place
touch I swore to bear
beyond the grave
. . .
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Ah, you will always dream, Bobbie, and those dreams will find themselves in your words. …..💟
In time – there is past, present, future … consciousness in the moment. Outside of time, eternal presence, love, light, shadows become the souls joy …
….the oneness that is only known by those who have loved ❤
Greetings, Bobbie. I like this one very much.
…Stephen, there is no kindness quite like yours… Thank you.
Thank you for your kindness double back.