Found atop a blanket of motley colors,
A woman born of divine design,
what does she dream of, they wonder.
Fairytales full of splendor,
Fantasies full of surrender,
Suddenly she remembers how to shine.
Caught inside in the textures of our earth,
and the weight of why we’re here,
inspiration returns.
Her eyes see what no one else has to find, she is happy to believe.
Her fingers willingly touch what others presumably mustn’t,
and her heart is open towards the clouds. She is ready to receive.
Isn’t it a wonder!
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What I Would Have Shown You
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
Suddenly she remembers how to shine. Excellent – go with this. You shine, you just have to accept that you do.
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I’m happy you see my shine, Shari. Thank you for being here for me.
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“Inspiration returns” – now there’s a good indication.
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And it feels pretty fantastic. Thanks for sticking with this series, Dan. I’ve given a lot of Audrey Dawn overload these last few weeks. Hoping to keep the public eyeroll to a minimum. 🙂
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Not to worry, Audrey.
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Thanks ♡
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THE SUNLIT PATH
She follows her heart
Save in the certain knowledge
That it is not hers
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This is very beautiful, Ben.
♡ Thank you
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And thank *you* for the inspiration. 🙂
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An honor for me to be an inspiration for your poetry. Words could never express how humbling it is, Ben. ♡
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Of course humility is good for the soul. 🙂
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♡
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Love your optimism, Poetess!!
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Thank you, my friend ♡
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It is a wonder.
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Indeed it is so ♡
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