“Merge dives In, Still and Through…” ~Inspirations with Linda Willows

 

Bring me in close;
close in
to Thy Nest.
It draws my heart near,
pulses born
in deep quest.
Cleave out every shred
That may
part me from you.
Time left with the Wind.
Merge dives in,
still and Through…

©2012 Linda Willows

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photo gratitude to Persefoni Balkou

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12 thoughts on ““Merge dives In, Still and Through…” ~Inspirations with Linda Willows

  1. Honored by you dear Linda and move a Lot…could not wrote anyone even me , better poem to fit so well like a hug to my photo…now all are just complete…when souls work as union and share everything as nothing really belong to us ,the world became more towards to light..as has to be…
    Thanks from my heart

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    1. you are such a beautiful Heart and Light, thank you for writing. I am so happy that you like the photo and poem together. I love that photo so much! It is now my favorite, ever. I have seen your recent work, magnificent! I agree, we must share…nothing of this world belongs to us and what flows, if “true” is not of this world…belongs to all, and All! All love to you, Sweet One, Linda

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  2. One of my favorite quotes ~ “No human relation gives one possession in another—every two souls are absolutely different. In friendship or in love, the two side by side raise hands together to find what one cannot reach alone.” ~ Such is love. Such is true life. Such is as was intended ~ that we be one in many. ~ Beautiul (as always), Linda. ~ Love, Bobbie

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    1. Thank you dearest Wendell. I feel that the most timely season for blossoming is when we are or have been faced with. the deepest pain of mind, heart and body. Our that callings become most pure and from purity of heart as this unique silent rises from the clamor of pains. It is a Blessing to overcome the difficulties in life. I have my own and they have cross, mind, heart and body. No one is alone with their particular struggle, whatever form it takes. Bliss, splinters and the glass spills blood. The new day, we rise again, we knowledge and acute memory of our true nature and we rise again, despite, sometimes even because of frailties. That is the power of Love, healing and our calling. All my love to you Wendell, my brother. You are a great soul.

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