Counting stars in Moonless night
bright nebulae afloat, flow
like prayer candles on the Ganges
when lives of love make a stream sacred
and like the time of remembering
I look into the empty places of my spirit
once filled by so many loves
and though I have lost them,
they are with me still, felt as now
when silent stars make thoughts known,
spoken in low tones, my blessings glow
to resonate in fine strings…
time has wrapt around my heart
2 comments:
beautiful...
there's this wistful feeling and the sadness is subdued
you have such a beautiful heart.
Thank you so much PK and Merry Christmas
ahh hello Beautiful Lady-- well this is the way of life everyday we learn more to appreciate its gifts...All the best to you...H
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