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Into eternity

We can talk of beautiful things

But my true joy comes

When my heart sings

At the call of your name

And when you say to me

You would be happiest

With just a picnic blanket

And words of love

My heart concurs

Especially when I consider how hard everyone works

To acquire things

That just seem to me

To stand in the way of true happiness

Please my love,

Always remember

It’s just your heart

That means the most to me

And all the riches man decreed

Mean nothing

If you are not here

Beside me

Helping me to breathe the air

At the end of the day

It is your soul I crave

At the beginning of the end

It will be your touch I will continue to crave

From that parting moment

Into eternity

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Published by: emergingfromthedarknight

"The religious naturalist is provisioned with tales of natural emergence that are, to my mind, far more magical than traditional miracles. Emergence is inherent in everything that is alive, allowing our yearning for supernatural miracles to be subsumed by our joy in the countless miracles that surround us." Ursula Goodenough How to describe oneself? People are a mystery and there is so much more to us than just our particular experiences or occupations. I could write down a list of attributes and they still might not paint a complete picture pf Deborah Louise and in any case it would not be the full truth of me. I would say that my purpose here on Wordpress is to express some of my random experiences, thoughts and feelings, to share about my particular journey and explore some subjects dear to my heart, such as emotional recovery, healing and astrology while posting up some of the prose/poems which are an outgrowth of my labours with life, love and relationships. If anything I write touches you I would be so pleased to hear for the purpose of reaching out and expressung ourselves is hopefully to connect with each other and find where our souls meet.

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  1. Yes, yes, your poem plays all my violin strings, I’ve always been a man of simple means…. a picnic is/was a fav’ past time…. and I keep dreaming from here to eternity…..xxx

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    1. Really going through all this estate confabulation right now over Mums death is casting things into sharp relief, Ivor. I know for thsoe who loved deeply a simple touch of the loved one’s hand would be the most priceless of gifts. I will never forget that. ❤ Hugs to you….

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