Through countless centuries you’ve gone with me.
You’ve followed me from world to world it seems;
To other galaxies and into dreams
Of lands that never were or will not be.
Whenever from I call, you’ve heard my voice,
So ready to be taken to the place,
From which I, longing, called to you. Your face,
Alight with angels’ fire, so too, with joys
Of more, and greater, joy which was to come;
Of promised beauty that you knew you’d see;
Of past events whose fabric only we
Would touch; of futures, countless, and wherefrom
My dreams, if held alone, could not come true—
So meaningless, if not because of you.
Beloved, you have always understood my silence so allow it to speak for me again now. I am overwhelmed and the words I need are subtle and ellusive.
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Wonderful my favourite so far.
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My sweetheart has always taken these journeys with me. Everything I write is for her eyes and her ears written.
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So very very poignantly beautiful, thank you ~ Penny
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And you have no idea just how much more so is the subject of this piece. Thank you, Penny. Always nice to see you here.
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Actually I hope that on some days I do understand and feel what you were expressing so well, sometimes words not spoken are still well conveyed, David! Much affection to you this glorious day! xx
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I love this one David! Thanks for sharing such a wonderful words! Have a beautiful day!
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Thank you. I am sorry I missed this comment of yours. Thanks again.
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**happy sigh**
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Ohh, how I understand this one. David, this is truly lovely. I’m speaking it now and hoping it makes its way to Japan….that these words brush his cheek and makes him smile. So so……speechless
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I am most gratified that you have enjoyed it. Does it sound aloud as it reads? To you, I mean. I cannot read something without “hearing” it, so I do not truly know the inverse–how something reads without being heard. Poetry and prose sound the same, read the same to me whether I read aloud or not. But for many people, reading aloud is more effective because when they read silently, they do not hear the sound of the words. I often give this advice to people having trouble parsing or understanding a particular sonnet.
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It reads very well aloud. I like to read aloud. I read silently, then aloud, think about it and read silently again. Same way I read the Bible. I like to listen with my ears as well as my heart.
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That sounds like a lovely method for reading either. I am told that one of the miracles of scripture is that even with all the translations and elucidations, &c. the message is always clear–always preserved, and available to those who so read.
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Wonderful! First few lines actually took me to a far off galaxy! Just loved it!
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I meant every word. My thanks!
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Oh, my beloved. So beautiful! I am so blessed.
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You help me to believe it.
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