the pages of our story…

you whispered to me once, it came through
the trees, unseen, a beautiful thing
discovered
amidst
the

flowers, and turbulent troubles, left for the moment,
like leaves falling from the sky,
you remind me
of the
why

in existences’ cry….calling to you and me, a
new whisper seen, and felt
in-between
the

pages of our story, lived, loved, and magically
created, like two dancers, entwined
in a kiss so
soft

subtleness

takes on a new form, as realization dawns, and two
hearts are, together, as one,
drawn…


Photo by miroslavkaclik, Pixabay


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a dance of mysterious tapestry


as the breeze comes through the window,
I hang hopes on clouds, running fast,
and furious, quite profound

are they

beautiful, translucent, and full of
magical movement, transcending this
moment…

light and dark, in a dance of mysterious
tapestry, woven gently, and carefully,
by the unseen, preen

shielding you and me, from the glean,
as the shadows begin to dance with
the trees

the flowers perk up, and provide a love
seen

lasting centuries…


Photo by fietzfotos, Pixabay


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the dream tree…

the veins of the earth pour
through me, as I sit quietly, contemplating
the tree, me, and all I see…

…I wonder if this life is really meant to be,
or, if the me I see, is simply a reflection
of the dream tree…

cascading light reflects off the tree, and
I gather up memories bound underneath the sea,
and wish for another reality

where pain and pleasure go together,
like twins, conjoined in a love so tender,
kind, and altogether

reminiscent

of the mystery,
we’ve spent our lives trying to out figure…


Photo by Bessi, from Pixabay


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all things beautifully configured…

rocks covered in green,
the misty between,
sitting at the edge of the unseen,
wondering what this mystery is to me…as

reflection gives way
to transgressions of the past,
and mind continues to flitter,
here, and there, I

sit quietly, watching and observing the
drama play out, without a shout…as

flitter turns
inside out, and brings with it some clout…now

slowing down…as

love arises from the center
of all things beautifully configured…

In response to the WDYS#104 prompt from Keep it Alive, by Sadje.


Image credit; Sean Robertson @ Unsplash


#poetry, #beauty, #contemplation, #emotion, #feeling, #heart, #introspection, #life, #love, #mind, #mystery, #nature, #poem, #reflection