Dust covered roads wait
Patience the virtue for natures soul
steps blown clean after storms
cleaned slate watching the horizon
on these roads of the mind.
Peace calls on restless winds
carrying me back to school days
dreamless times spent knowing
there was always something more,
voices keep company in the midnight hour
as pens scratch across blank slates
spiral books filled and forgotten
as the words fell unheard, unseen.
Grasses grow beside lonely paths
and I never could make up my mind
to Frosts nature and pondering poems,
for my head resided amongst the stars above,
where no path stood
just wide open spaces of galaxies
and planets unknown to all
but the soul that remembers
below the conscious surface,
energy flows
always following
the road home to the heart.
thank you so very much, my head hangs out there quite a lot ❤ peace and blessings, K
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Love this line “my head resided amongst the stars above”😊
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I always try to go where the road takes me….even if in dreams💜💕
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Do I hear the voice of a once dreamless dreamer? Love the photo and it’s invitational path….with your voice follow it! 🙂
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That I am and all my pleasure 🙂
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But of course😊💕💜💙
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Must be that PRIME! Haha! Yay! Thank you, Kim.😊 big hugs
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just ordered your book from Amazon….will be here in 2 days. woo hoo!!!!
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Happy Hump Day, Kim. Thank you. I’m in a peculiar place myself. I’m urging myself on, to get away from it, but I’m having some trouble. Peace to you and such big hugs. ❤
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thanks Infinite ❤ you are one of my biggest fans and I do thank you for that ❤
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Thanks Derrick,
been on a mental ramble about lately but enjoying what’s coming from the thoughts in gear 🙂
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thanks John ❤ so glad you enjoyed it.
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thanks Tre, I’m glad you enjoyed it, been in an odd place lately but just letting it flow and releasing the thoughts as they come 🙂 hugs my friend and happy Hump day. Stay cool ❤
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Thanks so much my friend ❤
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You must go retrieve them and relive the moments 🙂 glad I could be of service Noah 🙂
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This is too beautiful and very deep in its beauty!
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Beautifully thought-provoking
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“Grasses grow beside lonely paths…” and flowers bloom and shine in hidden valleys.
A deep and thought provoking post.
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You could have said only this:
“Grasses grow beside lonely paths
and I never could make up my mind
to Frosts nature and pondering poems,
for my head resided amongst the stars above,
where no path stood
just wide open spaces of galaxies
and planets unknown to all
but the soul that remembers”
And, that would’ve been complete. That bit is utterly astounding, Kim. Beautiful poem.
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Beautiful
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The statement about spiral books, filled and forgotten, touched me. It makes me want to go back and look at some of those notebooks from long ago that are buried in the depths of my parents’ basement…
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