You're an adventurer. Explorer of some place to be.."enchanted by a dream."
Climbing the landscape of the soul seeing the shadows of where you've been.
You will find within yourself your very best. Something waits at the shores entrance
where the moon reveals truth.
Broken hearts seem to bring us to a stop. Once we get
out of the car and look around we must continue our
journey. The overlook is beautiful. Where you say,
"I wish I could move on like you did and make my life glow,"
Know that what you had brought you growth and now its
time to move on. Let God guide you..read the signs. :)
Lonely flower fights for life. Sounds like front page news :)
Flower not lost at all..its the others who can't find
their way without taunting something to make their lives
easier..for they have a need...something the loner
has, they do not. When something is different, others get curious
some scared. So they end up "picking" on the uniqueness
The beautiful flowers remains..it has strength. It lives by love. The kiss of the sun :)
If I hadn't seen your name on this poem, Id never
believe you wrote it. Mr. Proper takes a leave. :)
It goes to show us..doctor/lawyer/singer can
let it rip :) What happen..did some children
tease you :) You are a very observant man.
By reading your poem I find..No matter what age, race,
or status..this behavior does not discriminate :)
I can hear..Knocking On Heavens Door by Bob Dylan. I love that song.
You hear someone knocking..it could be you telling yourself to listen.
There's a message from within. Honest..this really happens. Its like
soul searching. We all need to listen closely to our heart souls and minds.
When one meditates..they can be shown many things.
This is so sweet. You sound like a wonderful daddy :)
Yes..daughters grow up. I left home only after my dad
died. Things would never be the same..I knew it.
Angels watch over us.
I take it you don't like CEO's. It's a job. They have to make a lot of
decisions. Its not always easy. They are like Generals. They
carry the stars..that can be pretty heavy. There's a reason. They
have to be the strategist. They need to make things shine :)
And the first group you talked about..the gambler..its not just
luck..that too takes strategy..a lot of thinking. Decisions, Decisions.
I think success is in the department of "Attitude"
Your poem is really interesting. I enjoy reading what people
think.
I would wish for this Genie to be free. She seems to be
a slave to the bottle..maybe shes an alcoholic.
A chain of pearls hold her to the prison. They are invisible.
Someone is keeping secrets..she paid a price.
Pearls are associated with the moon and spiritual transformation.
There's her way out. :)
I take it one has to have a drop in order to see the sky.
Rain can be a good thing..I agree. It's where we quench
our thirst for wisdom. We can then cross the bridge.
Water being under the bridge now..we walk on.
"what a blessing the falling rain is, how necessary
to sustain life, to thank God for the ebb and flow." rain is
needed for all life...concrete and abstract :)
We should all wish to taste the rain today :) Growth
This is a beautiful poem but Im reminded of People who
chase a dream by running into another.
Then it becomes a nightmare..no waking up..and
don't want to sleep..work has to be done. One has
to step out of the illusion that everything is okay.
Battling the spirits..this is when the negatives sneak in.
You are right..follow one's heart..that's where the Holy Spirit
resides.
"cherishing everything on our precious Earth." Yes.
"In time, you'll reap what you sow." Maybe if it doesn't rain
anymore, I won't have to worry about it.
My mind is singing Brandy by Looking Glass.
The sea is his life, his lover, his lady.
The sea does seem to cast a spell.
I think all of nature has this magic. We seem to
be mesmerized with the slightest breeze.
Its like the world has different planets within..the ocean,
the mountains, the sky..the whole universe..all of existence
has its place within a place. It gets deep :)
Your poem makes a lot of sense. The sky does cry
with polluted rain drops like our tears of sadness
full of stress. The one difference is..we feel cleansed
after a cry. Nature has to carry our burden of pollution
no matter what.
Jesus cries his tears to purify the earth..so we may
live one more day. It cleans the dirty we make
but never leaves nature the same.
Jesus bled water..the skies opened.
We are mostly water. We swallow the drink
we make. What we put in the air..it rains on us.
Nature does have its way of getting even :)
This is beautiful. The things you talk about in the poem
shed light. Here: " I cherish your visit from a realm far above"
this is true..it happens. Also where you say:
"Dark spirits still struggle for placement and power,
Love, you're a beacon shining down from a tower."
The dark spirits can be the struggle within self. The sadness
and possibly anger that has to fight off demons..Then one
sees the light..the beacon..it guides you to safety. That beacon
being him. We all have angels.
This is a lovely poem. I love where you say: "Deep breath. You're here now;"
I can feel the clam..the touch..all senses open at rest allowing him to enter.
This poem is considerate...made by a caring person.
Those weathered stones are in an old cemetery.
It's nice you visit. A lot of times they become the
forgotten. I guess that will happen to most of us.
I hope someone like you comes along now and again
to pay a visit. Im thanking you now for the others and
for me. :)
Grandparents seem to be wiser than their children ..our parents.
I saw that especially with my grandpas. My dad was smart and
everything but there's something about grandpa.. Sounds like a
movie "Something About Grandpa" :) My dad must have felt it too.
He had great respect for him :)
You story is called "Mothers." I picked up on the grandparents more.
But I see the point..the mothers in the story..all mothers.
The pills become more and more..its called tolerance. Evil creeps in.
I am familiar with your story. I didn't get beaten nor hit too often..my
dragons would come out. It would scare him :) They gave me strength.
The angel sang.
"If I could have laid down and died then I would have," then God
came.
I tried helping him but ended up having to save myself.
The gift was given..second sight :)
This is sweet. I agree with you..the "spirit never dies".
There's also a strength, a courage that comes with
everyone..each of us carrying our own. It drives
the spirit with faith. This spirit is our liveliness. Sometimes
situations can dull the light but again our will, our essence
of living carries us through. Your spirit is who you are. I see
by reading the poem you are building your legacy. You are
moving on...".Remember the sun will shine after the rain,"
how wonderful that is.
Really nice. I like everything about it. My favorite lines are:
"The little freckles on her cheeks, bring out her Irish grace,
like tiny stardust from the fairies, sprinkled on her face."
So sweet. It sings :)
Grandparents make a big difference in our lives.
Im glad you loved your grandma. She sounds
wonderful :) Sorry to hear she has passed on.
Like you said..she with you in your heart..she
is with you
The speechlessness..meaning the communication in the
animals actions. The eyes..eyes are so giving..saying so much.
They scream at times. Its strange how we depend on sound
when there's plenty of messages given in silence.
I love this.."we can create affection and love, without "words".
Yes..I absolutely agree
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