Under the Spring Blossoms

Under the spring blossoms

You told me the tale of that time

Of how you nearly died

And of what precious gift

These passing years have been

A tear fell from my eye

When I realised

How little I really knew of your life

And of how much remains silent

If we never take the chance

To open the book of our heart

To be read

These precious moments are just a tiny fraction

Of time

And yet sometimes they reveal the truth of the ocean

That moved out from that pivotal experience

Carrying us on to our destiny

There are times I cry with the missing of you

Even though I know you are close

There are moments when I wish

I could sit with you quietly

And hold your hand

Gazing into your eyes

But sadly you were taken from me

Too soon

And still

I will always remember

As long as I live

That the most important part

Of who you were

And what you longed for

Continues to live on

Deep inside my heart

Published by: emergingfromthedarknight

"The religious naturalist is provisioned with tales of natural emergence that are, to my mind, far more magical than traditional miracles. Emergence is inherent in everything that is alive, allowing our yearning for supernatural miracles to be subsumed by our joy in the countless miracles that surround us." Ursula Goodenough How to describe oneself? People are a mystery and there is so much more to us than just our particular experiences or occupations. I could write down a list of attributes and they still might not paint a complete picture pf Deborah Louise and in any case it would not be the full truth of me. I would say that my purpose here on Wordpress is to express some of my random experiences, thoughts and feelings, to share about my particular journey and explore some subjects dear to my heart, such as emotional recovery, healing and astrology while posting up some of the prose/poems which are an outgrowth of my labours with life, love and relationships. If anything I write touches you I would be so pleased to hear for the purpose of reaching out and expressung ourselves is hopefully to connect with each other and find where our souls meet.

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