Where Beauty Resides
The bells of liberty
by your stockings rung
The deepest restraints
in my hands … undone
Like a flake of snow
your sacrament melting
upon my thirsting tongue
Quenched in the ocean
of love’s perfection
Down on bended knees
lost in the squeeze
of your wholly communion
To ride the high tide
of hard won freedom
Yet, I’m a captive slave
to your will being done
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Better to pursue life alone
than in conjunction with a fool.
Let your companions be equal or better
for anything else will drag you down.
A fool who associates with
a wise man, comprehends not
thus remains a fool.
A wise man who accompanies
a wise man exchanges wisdom
thus both are enhanced.
an eye for detail ~ voluptuousness of the mind ~ gives birth to beauty —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
…………..Learn……
……to make peace……..
………..even with…….
…the pieces missing….
…………..Learn……
…….to turn the page..
………..even when……
….the chapter remains..
…………..untold……
….
…….and incomplete…….
~Becca Lee~
Text & image source: Whispers https://www.facebook.com/Whispers-108030962700575/
“To truly cherish the things that are important to you, you must first discard those that have outlived their purpose.”
Marie Kondo, author, Japanese
rosebuds with raindrops
glistening in grey dawn’s light
sunshine from a bloom
Hello, my dear readers!
Can you all believe 2019 is coming to a close? It seems like every other month I would write something along the lines of: “How are we already in March? How is it already July? And now 2019 is over?” Well, that’s how time flies, I suppose!
In the spirit of last year’s 2018 Reflection, I decided to follow up with a 2019 Reflection as well. As always, I want to hear about your reflections, so do not be afraid to comment or share your own post with me so I can see what you’ve been up to this year. 🙂
2019 has been a year, that’s for sure, and it’s probably been very different for all of us. For some of you, it has been a year of definition, and you’re seeing more clearly as a result. But I bet for others it’s been…
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The Reluctant Poet 