your words to me
slip ever slowly
into my heart deep
like the leaves
gently shimmering off
their majestic trees
from above
piling
slip ever slowly
into my heart deep
like the leaves
gently shimmering off
their majestic trees
from above
piling
crumbling
defining
life’s new love
life’s new love
6 comments:
I love the "... piling... crumbling... defining..." moment. Exquisite!
Nevine
A very gentle poem... I love your description, comparing words falling into your heart, to the falling leaves off the majestic trees. Very beautiful words.
A lovely black and white image of trees too. They look quite haunting in the mist!
thank you nevine - with this image the words coming to me was easy -
hi jo - yes, what i wanted to show is how words spoken from one heart to another can truly, by their having been said and accepted, "create" love - again - as when the fallen leaves crumble and decompose to add nutrients to the earth which then begins life again with that nourishment - thanks so much for coming by - your place is always a pleasure!
beautiful writing!
C~
good morning, chuck - thank you so much! you know, i'm just SO impressed with your writing over there - can't wait for this book to hit the shelves!
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