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Archive for July, 2015

For all we know…

Love fills the soul  one drop at a time. As the vessel swells to capacity, one finds it is never full for it flows like a river, consuming all it touches,  winding as it forgets no one, nourishing the gentle weeds within its path until they bloom. It sings a sweet lullaby of dripping tears and waterfalls as it dances it way back to whence we came. Love never ends; it rebirths time and again, and the trickle of stream becomes a roaring ocean of all that ever was and will be.

Love fills the soul
one drop at a time.
As the vessel swells to capacity,
one finds it is never fullĀ 
for it flows like a river,
consuming all it touches,
winding as it forgets no one,
nourishing the gentle weeds
within its path until they bloom.
It sings a sweet lullaby
of dripping tears and waterfalls
as it dances its way back
to whence it came.
Love never ends;
it rebirths time and again,
and the trickle of stream
becomes a roaring ocean
of all that ever was and is to be.

RIP sweet Sherri

A Piece Of My Heart

Tattered and faded, like the hem of well-worn jeans,  and loved all the same.

Tattered and faded,
like the hem of well-worn jeans,
and loved all the same.

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