
beauty stays, while I refrain
from past participles of rain
may I always remain
inside the mist of the sun
while a deluge of fevered feelings
comes forth
carrying my heart towards the past
none
can know the pain I carry
inside the dew drop known to me as you
glistening and shimmering
with a vibrancy at noon
we dance under the umbrella sky
tinged with blue
and await the love living inside our brambles of truth
I had a personal issue arise last evening, which is requiring my attention. Please know the family and I are safe. I will respond to your beautiful comments and reflections, and visit your sites as soon as I am able. Sending love and blessings to all of you.
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