.
.
where you pass
your words fall
as gentle flowers
perfect
in imperfection
gathering the blooms
i embrace them
where they sing
directly
to my heart
up ahead
a woodland wren
leads me
to my destination,
to our home
.
.
.
.
where you pass
your words fall
as gentle flowers
perfect
in imperfection
gathering the blooms
i embrace them
where they sing
directly
to my heart
up ahead
a woodland wren
leads me
to my destination,
to our home
.
.
Hi Bill, I enjoy your blog very much as well. “Neruda Droplets 8” touched a place I’ve been feeling lately. I also like your choice of music. ~ Dennis
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