Nameless faces pass by
just another conversation on the wind
deep of heart and meaning
eyes connect and understanding is felt,
to turn and walk away with that sense
connections felt throughout the universe.
Reading pages from books of thought,
one mans story escaping to be free
nodding in understanding, a knowing is found
for I have been there too.
A thousand stars shine brightly
waiting in queue for wishes to come
caught light like fireflies dancing
and I never know quite what brought me round
perhaps it was the words of many found
and a sense of love from it all.
I find comfort in these nestled places
like fireside chats on summer nights
and the scent of the air thick with sound and silence
I am spun up in the magic that I find there
and search for the jar to capture it in,
to pass along
to belong.
Photo by James R. Eads…found on pinterest
Thanks so very much Gray🙏🏻☮😊
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Thanks Sue💕☮🕉🙏🏻
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Thanks Eliza🙏🏻💕💜
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Very nice, Kim!
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Thank you Kim for also spinning your own magic here too ❤ xxx
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Interesting & oddly comforting/ Always enjoy looking in on yr work/ thanx, gray
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Thank you Michael, I’ve a few of yours to still read, double duty days till next week…ah, the sweet scent of normalcy😊🕉💜
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Resonated with the entire piece…especially this part:
“I find comfort in these nestled places
like fireside chats on summer nights
and the scent of the air thick with sound and silence”
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