in darkness
I fumble
reaching for the dream
that will pull me
home
prisms of stardust
sweep downward
through the cavernous falling
as all I am leaving behind
without sorrow
disappears
. . .
02 Thursday Jan 2020
Posted Poetry, spirituality
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I love this Bobbie 🙂
speaks of the heart trip home to me
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No one can touch one’s emotions like you, my sister! I was ill for a while and now getting over it! I have missed you, my sister,. Spiritual hugs, love, and blessings to you always Bobbie