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That is LOVE!!! ❤️❤️❤️
Thanks a billion to Mathew from Blog of the Wolf Boy! 🐺👏😀🐺
REBLOGGED: “His Once More”, Guest Post Poem on Yeka’s Blog, It’s All About Love
Tag: mirrors
MIRRORS: GUEST POST POETRY OF MATHEW, BLOG OF THE WOLF BOY ❤️
His Once More
When Heaven shines it’s light upon me,
I’ll not be weighed down by my fears,
Or the tears, of my past fading behind me.
Instead, I’ll look forward towards a blinding
light, knowing that this time was never taken
from me, but granted freely, as this time was
never truly mine, but only graciously extended
before me. So hark, and heed thusly to how
I’ve used my time because one must know,
that the decision behind my life’s design
was all mine. I’d sought to leave this world
a better place, with a smile upon my face,
as I spent my time awash, in both captivating
joy, and grace. I bow my head as I await
my judgment, I fear not for what may come
because I’ve lived a life of love and those
I’ve touched will not soon allow me to be
forgotten. My deeds and love precede me,
as I gaze upon a lustrous golden gate,
shrowded in white clouds, so opulent and
proud. My heart’s as full as a chalice, over-
flowing with fine wine. I’ve lived, I’ve loved,
and I’ve served my time. Comforted
by the knowledge that in the end,
all things are fine. I know no fear and walk
with open arms towards a celestial embrace,
and in the world behind me, my footsteps
leave remnants of beautiful sprouting
blossoms growing in every step from whence,
I’d sprung, in hues of red, yellow and blue,
encapsulating the world in their aromatic
perfumes. Every gentle brush of my skin
will still be lingering on the flesh of those
I’d, at one point, touched before. My adoration
still seeping through their very pores-
forevermore, and then again onto their
kin, as they revel in the love that only
a pure soul may bring. For myself, I know
not, what’s in store. Yet, I was never their’s
but His, and I’m His once more.
MIRRORS: A special series of Reflections on Life and Love ❤️
Thanks for your wonderful visit, friends!
For even more amazing inspiration, do visit Mathew on Blog of the Wolf Boy!
Till our next run, looking forward to gazing at more lovely Mirrors with you! ❤️
MIRRORS: GUEST POST POETRY OF ORKIDEDATTER, ORKIDEDATTER ❤️
I am so honered and blessed, thank you Yeka, you filled my heart with so much love and joy.
This community is blessed to have you here, and I am so grateful to you️. You are a lovely soul with a heart of gold and I cheer on you️️.
Well, it is all about love and .. here I go…. my mind twisted and my heart was dancing to my soul thoughts….
Love is hard to describe, but easy to recognize.
In other words; When you first encounter love, maybe true love, you know with yourself that it is what you know.
And when you doubt your feelings, it’s because they’re not real. This is certainly true in many cases. But it is not always the case. For the nature of love is not at all equal for everyone. On the contrary, everyone experiences it in its unique way.
It is difficult to define love and describe how love feels. We must distinguish between love and falling in love. Love is a much stronger feeling than falling in love and needs some time to come forward.
Falling in love is something that you will experience several times in your life, but once many will experience a life-long love. Eventually, this love is transformed into something we call love.
But love is so much more. In every day life I always do small things with great love, because life is fragile. I always tell them I love that “I love you” because life is vulnerable and everybody is on this earth for borrowed time…
So, love more, spread the word and be love.
Love can be spoken in many languages and can be expressed in many ways. I have chosen to express love with this poem.
–Coloring Your Day–
Much we will meet
we must master many things
get up and listen to the day
the sun’s rays
that arouse your feelings in you
white butterflies wing strokes
what color do you choose today
the path is as new as yesterday
a new chapter in your life
must be written
listen to the depths of yourself
feel your heartbeat
feel your pulse
the fjord is as blue and shiny
as it flows like blood in your veins
your glance catches me
feel the darkness when the day is over
there is more we can still feel
what we can understand
the moon is just as new
but is just as secret
like the day tomorrow
the distant hills of nature remind us
about a bygone era
will never return
with the next morning break you can
make your best day
you can hear someone whispering
you in the ear
that everything should be well done
not be afraid
as a white butterfly should be colored
so can you choose your color of the day
make it your best with great love.
-Orkidedatter-
MIRRORS: A special series of Reflections on Life and Love ❤️
Thanks for your wonderful visit, friends!
For even more amazing inspiration, do visit Orkidedatter on Orkidedatter!
Till our next run, looking forward to gazing at more lovely Mirrors with you! ❤️
MIRRORS: GUEST POST POETRY OF BRAD, COMMONSENSIBLY SPEAKING ❤️
REFLECTED TRUTH
When I look into the mirror
Is it me I really see
Or some mere reflection
Of who I want to be
The face seems familiar
A two-dimensional view
But holds no depth of soul
The me does not shine through
I see deep lines and furrows
Carved by passing years
They do not show life full lived
No tell of steadfast fears
I see a mouth, a nose, and ears
Where they were just yesterday
I wonder if I would want to hear
What this man has to say
I worry if the man gazing back
Knows me like he should
Does he see a lesser person
Or perceive a lesser good
How do I tell this man
My failures on this side
To meet the expectations
To live our lives with pride
He must share my looks
Always shares my sorrow
For when he looks back at me
He’s hoping for tomorrow
Is this who I really am
This flat and time-worn face
I’d hoped for a greater man
To stare back in his place
MIRRORS: A special series of Reflections on Life and Love ❤️
Thanks for your wonderful visit, friends!
For even more amazing inspiration, do visit Brad on Commonsensiblyspeaking!
Till our next run, looking forward to gazing at more lovely Mirrors with you! ❤️
MIRRORS: GUEST POST POETRY OF SAMYAK, ENIGMATICAL ❤️
Voices running in my head
Tearing me down in a haste
Blowing up a clamour
Blood simmered beneath my chest.
Reminds me of the spirited day
When we ruled all the way till dawn
Night went past gliding through
While stars glittered on and on
Hung up over the crescent moon
Gradient shadow loomed
Delusional tragedy shimmered through
While the colossal chasm bloomed.
MIRRORS: A special series of Reflections on Life and Love ❤️
Thanks for your wonderful visit, friends!
For even more amazing inspiration, do visit Samyak on Enigmatical!
Till our next run, looking forward to gazing at more lovely Mirrors with you! ❤️
IT'S ALL ABOUT LOVE 