and I never really met you;
I dreamed you--
though you seemed so very real.
There is nothing to remember,
so why can't I forget you?
Why do I feel you near
when you were never there?
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Kindred Spirit
walking through the windy woods, and wondering...
About Me
- Kindred Spirit
- I believe that there are no accidents, that all things work together unto good for those who love God, and that God's timing is perfect. Most of all, I believe in love because God is Love, and love is of God. After Him, the greatest gift anyone can receive in this world is a true friend; and "a friend loves at all times," no matter what. Life is an amazing journey filled with everyday miracles. I hope to make your acquaintance along the way.
A Trail Of Flowers
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Click on the picture to follow the trail...
Waiting for you to catch up to me...
Dreamers all
Kindred Spirit
walking in the gardens of the night...
The last two lines of the first stanza (very specific aren't I?) were amazing. I love the thought of dreams being real....the longing in this was tangible.
ReplyDeleteThis is such a deep yearning that it almost breaks my heart.
ReplyDeleteIf we are to imitate Our Blessed Lord in all things, then we must allow our hearts to be wounded for love even as His own Heart was wounded--doing all out of love and for Love. Thank you both for writing, and may God bless you.
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