Thank you so much Layla and yesterday I lost my fiber optic cable and they can’t fix it until Tuesday… so on a very slow 3G hotspot i posted this thought before I forgot it hehe. I am thrilled you enjoyed it!!
Beeflin!! As someone who had such a fabulous tango with you a long time ago, your visit and comment here are making my entire day. Thank you dear friend for still reading my posts :):)🙏💕
So many poignant lives that linger in my heart that has everything and nothing and laments on the minuscule and the grand. The seeds of life covered yet radiating their beauty, the warmth and joy and the terror and destruction all umbrellaed under the same canopy and yet so distant and cruel. Wonderful poem to wake up to and share dear Karima!
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So glad you enjoyed this one, Cindy, and I am getting more convinced that I might be a better poet when I’m asleep.:) I love your gorgeous take on it too…and I have been truly down and out twice in my life ( for years) and I look back at these times so fondly. I learned to be very appreciative of anything, everything, and so grateful to be alive:) Thank you so much for your poetic comment. Hugs!!
I sure did and I think maybe we both are on the same wave length writing in a trans as we sleep walk. I love your memory and tender embrace of the past and moving forward with such gratefulness for EVERYTHING! You’re welcome, I just read it and I was like what did I just say.. lol Hugs and always love ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
Oh Oh Wow!! and thank you David for running so gracefully with my little whispered phrase…It’s gorgeous…It speaks scene after scene to me…such a gift left on my doorstep…🧧🙏
Thank you Dawn and yes me too. I was my “highest” when I lived without electricty and most every convenience for 10 years in the very rural beach area when I first landed here.
Beautiful. And true🌹
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Ahhh thank you for this comment ! 🙏🌺🙏
Wow! Such a beautiful piece and truly the opening lines stuck with me. 💗
Thank you so much Layla and yesterday I lost my fiber optic cable and they can’t fix it until Tuesday… so on a very slow 3G hotspot i posted this thought before I forgot it hehe. I am thrilled you enjoyed it!!
That is lovely!
The soul grows and thrives … with the less it has.
So wise. I need to declutter!
Aww me too actually. Ramadan always reminds me of that truth;
less really is more for the soul 🙂
Thank you for your sincere comment!
What a profound thought to wake up with. Love what you did with it!!!
Hi Dawn, thanks so much for visiting my blog. I’m glad you liked what I did with this enigmatic phrase left in my ear:):)
As ssomeone who has lived on a little all my life, I agree wholeheartedly.
Beeflin!! As someone who had such a fabulous tango with you a long time ago, your visit and comment here are making my entire day. Thank you dear friend for still reading my posts :):)🙏💕
i love this poem! ❤️🙏🏼🌹
Awww tomorrow I will tell you how in an indirect but perfectly linked way…you are part of it:)
Thank you soulkin 🙏🤗💕
So many poignant lives that linger in my heart that has everything and nothing and laments on the minuscule and the grand. The seeds of life covered yet radiating their beauty, the warmth and joy and the terror and destruction all umbrellaed under the same canopy and yet so distant and cruel. Wonderful poem to wake up to and share dear Karima!
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So glad you enjoyed this one, Cindy, and I am getting more convinced that I might be a better poet when I’m asleep.:) I love your gorgeous take on it too…and I have been truly down and out twice in my life ( for years) and I look back at these times so fondly. I learned to be very appreciative of anything, everything, and so grateful to be alive:) Thank you so much for your poetic comment. Hugs!!
I sure did and I think maybe we both are on the same wave length writing in a trans as we sleep walk. I love your memory and tender embrace of the past and moving forward with such gratefulness for EVERYTHING! You’re welcome, I just read it and I was like what did I just say.. lol Hugs and always love ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
I once got married
in the the great state of Chaos
where the currency is dysfunction
as everything
is either profit or loss
and love is just another orphan
on the cold streets of Bedlam
now I’m glad to say . . .
I’m forever married
in my new hometown
of Providence where abundance
is in the eye of the beholder
and in the hands of my sweet lover
❤️ 💛 ❤️
what no one else can see
what no one else can know
between my lover and me
there seems to be
this invisible golden glow
far greater than the sum
of two mortal hearts
it could only come
from somewhere high above
where no one else can see
where no one else can know
unless they’ve been touched
by that special kind of love
with a heavenly golden glow
❤️ 💛 ❤️
Thanks for your inspiration, Karima 🙏😎
Oh Oh Wow!! and thank you David for running so gracefully with my little whispered phrase…It’s gorgeous…It speaks scene after scene to me…such a gift left on my doorstep…🧧🙏
So beautiful Karima. And absolutely true.
Only when you have nothing can you discover the value of the self
I feel the most spiritual when material wealth is not involved. This poem is so right on the “money!”
Thank you Dawn and yes me too. I was my “highest” when I lived without electricty and most every convenience for 10 years in the very rural beach area when I first landed here.