Longing for my heart’s home
Keeps me peaceful
Centered
A calm destination
My weakened mind’s petition
Striving place for final clarity
A soft place to fall into actualities
Rocky Mountains of supreme force,
Continue to remind.
They never grow taller sadly,
Forever crumble slow.
This I know
Pushing to defy reality;
Show me taller and stronger,
With more reserve.
Rivers flow, a one way road;
Beautiful rivers babble,
Find peace in those.
My river rages far into forever,
Defines devotion
Defining devotion in a poem, that is perhaps the only way to really understand the emotion…so much that goes into it, every emotion expended. There are places that bring out the same with me, happiness/sadness, excitement/serenity…tough to define what on the outside seems like contradiction which is devotion.
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You have a way of wording my thoughts so much better than I. Thank you for sharing your version of beautiful poetry, which is how this comment reads. Do you write poetry, as well? I need to have a look.
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Ha, ha…that is not possible, and thank you Audrey. I wish I could write poetry, but do not have the talent ~ however I am inspired by great poetry, so again thank you 🙂
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A humble soul. I think you should give it a go… I’m glad you enjoyed my poem, Randall. 🙂
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Wow, this is lovely–I especially like, “a soft place to fall into actualities”–perfection! Has my poet’s silk spooling out, ready for sewing….
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I’m so glad you enjoyed it. I appreciate you telling me, as well. Good luck sewing. 🙂 How sweet!
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Wow…beautiful, Audith. Like a song! My favorite line: Rivers flow, a one way road.
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Thank you so much, Duke. Is it? Wow. Glad you like it. This is one of my favorite places in the world. That line is loaded with meaning.
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Where is the pic? What meaning?
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This is a picture of Boulder Canyon, CO. It very well may be my favorite place on earth, Duke. Although, I haven’t been very far, so it is relative.
Rivers flow one direction, love sometimes is one sided, feelings flow from only one direction, greater good can be approached from only one direction,…those sorts of meanings, is what I meant.
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That’s kinda what I thought. I like how deep your stuff is. *smiles like a worm*
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See you needn’t ask, Duketh. You are always spot on… You do. You know, I am a deep thinker. I look far into everything. Keeps me spinning and I like that…
*wonders if worms smile, then smiles at how you make me think*
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That’s true. Coolio! The font’s changed, huh? Yeah, I dissected a worm a long time ago, and I don’t think they can smile either.
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I’m wondering why it changed…strange. Not sure I like it… *worries she’ll spend all weekend finding another theme*
I did too, and I don’t remember.
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Oh, it must be a little jam or something.
Ghastly business!
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Jam it is…
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Nice
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Thank you so much for reading this poem and for the comment. 🙂
~Audrey
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