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becoming, bliss, cherokee, connection, faith, fearless, grace, life, love, nature, passion, reason, restless, soul signature, spirit, spirituality, strength, truth, wisdom, wonder
fragrant
each becoming to the earth -
where once was died
pain of falling forward
into bliss
still the tender bower
of an ever-lasting love
wishes mine eternal
to exist
as breath aware
of something more
rushing through the trees
sweet perfume
of wildest muscadine
wisdom of the weakest
stories passing on -
wills the heart remember
every time
the soul was full
as light so bright
betrayed our sense of loss
held beyond the moment
of goodbye
wrapped in sheets
of wilderness -
tempted by the stars
dare I dream
and never question why
the flowers bloom
unnoticed -
the mockingbird to lust
as wonder wakes
unwilling to forget
tells the story just begun
life beyond this dream -
love is light becoming
bliss awaiting yet
. . .
“pain of falling forward…. into bliss”… the bliss is only heightened by the pain, and the falling is only to be lifted up above by the wings of love… Felt the hurt and the ecstasy while reading this, Bobbie. Love, Dee
O, my darling Dee, the sorrows are as beautiful as the joys for surely we cannot have one without the other. In our ache, we are real. That which holds us, heals us……. Bliss indeed. Thank you, Dee. ~ My love to you always, Bobbie