Tender whispers of love thundering through me
I hear it trying to break through
Tears rolling gently down my face as they silently splash the floor..
There is no anger, no rush, no push, nor condemnation in these emotions.. Just the sweetest tug of assurance that life is awaiting..
encouraging me to leave behind the fear that binds and chokes so tightly
The whispers & tears delicately wrapping around me ever so tenderly
determined to draw me back into life
Until they uncover my heart from the dark shadows that have numbed it..
teardrops making you fearless..beautiful read to start my day
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Yay๐ happy you enjoyed it
Wonderful day to you ๐
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Teardrops do help to make fear end its life of being an obstacle…outstanding! Your poem made me think of one, have a wonderful weekend, and I will visit you more often as I miss joy your words bring.
“Renewal”
A soft word is spoken
A fire does rise
An even softer smile
Brings a heart to life
A look of need
From embracing eyes
Renews a fire deep within
For a new beginning to rise.
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Beautiful poem๐ I love that
Thank you for your kind words
Wonderful weekend to you my friend ๐
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