Fifty Shades of Redemption
Like ink on paper subtly changes the fabric of the universe
Mark by mark, letter becomes word, word becomes sentence,
Becomes history, the story of what is or what was.
You are written into my story, my soul.
Each gesture, sound, fragrance, touch, and emotion you etched,
You inscribed upon the deepest part of me.
I am changed. I am altered and will forever carry you with me, in me.
You are a part of every thought and inhabit the space between every breath.
You went with me to frightening places and I with you.
Together we transformed the terror into our soul’s Hallelujah!
And restless terrible longing found rest.
Light shined in, and defeated the darkness if only for an instant.
The source of the demons that plagued and haunted our dreams
Both waking and in slumber.
❤️love ❤️
Why cant I press this???
I don’t know. I’m still not real smart about blog stuff. 🙂 I am glad you stopped by
I like your groove 😘
Come around any time. You are welcome here.
[Together we transformed the terror into our soul’s Hallelujah] Yep!
Perhaps the point of the journey is to actually begin it cause once it really begins no point is needed. It just is. Like a bird’s song or the fragrance of honeysuckle or the laughter of a child. I think we fake ourselves out reading and writing and studying about the journey and never quite seem to begin it.
Perhaps there should be a poem about that!
My husband I talk about this all the time. He believes that we’re here just to be and I think it’s cool to have a goal of some kind. I’m sure the answer (as many answers) is somewhere in between. Really like this one.
Yes mam. I wouldn’t argue much either way. I know less and less as I go. 🙂 I was just thinking in the direction of the “goal” of dancing or laughing or loving is in the dancing and the laughing and the loving not in the accimplishment of them. But there is a desire or goal or direction that leads us into the dancing and laughing and loving. But in the way I was meaning the “fun” is in the process not in the accomplishment of it. But these are just words. I would rather be dancing or laughing or loving. If I’m writing I’m not doing either of them. 🙂 I am so glad that you stop by here. You seem to be a thoughtful and lovely Soul.
Good points on all accounts. Kind of like it’s all about the journey. Thanks so much for those kind words too. You seem to be too 😉
I think you should do a tour of England!
I would love to figure out a way brother
Ooo! Clapping loudly! Excellent suggestion, Opher! 😀 (Yeah, I know. It’s a money issue… sigh…)
One day maybe
Perhaps somewhere along the line you’ll become a trend setter and money won’t be an issue anymore! 😀 Got my fingers crossed.
That would be fun. I was thinking this morning that my real work generates very little money. That my writing and videos is a body of work I need to assemble. Not because its good or going to change the world or make my living. Sometimes I think its important, that it may make a difference or something. But what I know is that its making a difference in me. So I will do it because its the imperfect and partial expression of teal. Thats my color.
“But what I know is that its making a difference in me.” That’s the only reason to write, in my opinion. That’s what makes the words so important to us. Knowing they help other people is an unexpected blessing. They certainly have helped me. 🙂
This is beautiful 🙂
Thank you mam.
Another one of my favorites. GREAT music! I always felt like the poem was double edged. Couldn’t decide if it was really about your soul or about someone you’d lost…
Yes 🙂
🙂 {{{Plato}}}
What’s the difference? 🙂 the next class ended up being about the Beloved. My language was a bit rough but it was sweet
Ok… Still a mystery to me then, Goofus. 😀
It takes forever to upload to YouTube but its on the way
I’ll be takin’ notes, as always… 🙂
Making tacos as we speak. You hungry?
Yes mam