Love teaches in its quiet way,
A workman of sorts
Building in silence.
Wile the world hammers and drills
Loud and insistent
Into my being.
Love persists
Alive as the air
Only a breath away.
Love teaches in its quiet way,
A workman of sorts
Building in silence.
Wile the world hammers and drills
Loud and insistent
Into my being.
Love persists
Alive as the air
Only a breath away.
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Hi, Joan–What a lovely poem for this month of February!
Take care, and enjoy this second month–Alice and Willow
So sweet to know you are reading, dear Alice, thank you! Wishing you a beautiful day and many blessings! *hummingbirds at sunrise**pawprints in snow*S w
Hi Joan,
Hope all is well with Ari and loved this poem and how you tied in the air, breath, and connecting within.
Xo
Annie
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Thank you, Annie, so sweet to find you here! Ari is a constant delight and inspiration. Blessings and love to you *willows in mist**starlight at midnight**children embracing*
Lovely verses Joan
Thank you, sweet Savvy, such a delight to find you here. Wishin you blessings and love! *sunlight through clouds**hummingbirds**yellow butterflies*