Stripping away the rose colored glasses of denial concerning my reality. Getting in touch with truth. Reaching out to others in empathy concerning their reality and their walk to truth.
Thursday, March 5, 2015
A place to belong
A place to belong... 'Tis heaven's song When asked to go Make sure you know That in your haste You leave no waste And love abides in every space.
such delight!
ReplyDeleteglad you like!
DeleteOr you can stay
ReplyDeleteTo pave the way.
Aw - LOVE that, Jo!
DeleteWhat a cute poem, Dixie....and so thoughtful. Jo has an interesting twist at the end.
ReplyDeleteYes she does! Thank you, Linda Kay
DeleteSo what your saying
ReplyDeleteWith the groundwork laying
Is whether yellow or brown
I should flush the waste down?
WOW!... yeah... well
Deletepretty much
and such.
Charming!
ReplyDeleteOn more ways than I counted on.
DeleteSometimes the shortest verses say the most!
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Bazza - I'm taking that as a compliment.
Deleteshould i make haste or go apace?
ReplyDeleteYou gotta know when to hold 'em,
DeleteKnow when to fold 'em,
Know when to walk away,
And know when to run.
Basically?
Yes, that's definitely heaven's song. Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteThank you for the compliment, Tyrean! I hope you've had a great week.
DeleteFew words maybe but very true. Wonderful Dixie.
ReplyDeleteYvonne, especially if you're me and the words stop almost as soon as they start. (smile). That's a compliment from you. Thank you!!
DeleteBeautiful capture to go with beautiful words ~ love it!
ReplyDeleteThat's an old one. Glad you liked it.
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