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For Amadeus: I Wish I Could Write Something as Beautiful as This…

Two Souls by Eduardo Calz

For dear Amadeus.

You know who you are. And I wish I could write a poem that encapsulates everything so wonderful about you.

And I will – in time.

In the meantime, I shall need to borrow a sonnet from the wonderful Pablo Neruda. I hope you like it…


I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love, a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way than this:

Where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

(Sources: Poem Hunter: http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sonnet-xvii/ and pre13.deviantart.net – ‘Two Souls by Eduardo Calz )


I am so glad to have found this beautiful gem of a site. This poem resonates with me so much today. I shall be visiting frequently… and to Theresa, thank you ❤

Soul Gatherings

by Mary Oliver

My work is loving the world.
Here the sunflowers,
there the hummingbird —
equal seekers of sweetness.
Here the quickening yeast;
there the blue plums.
Here the clam deep in the speckled sand.

Are my boots old?
Is my coat torn?
Am I no longer young,
and still not half-perfect?
Let me keep my mind on what matters,
which is my work,
which is mostly standing still
and learning to be astonished.

The phoebe, the delphinium.
The sheep in the pasture, and the pasture.
Which is mostly rejoicing,
since all ingredients are here,
which is gratitude,
to be given a mind and a heart
and these body-clothes,
a mouth with which to give shouts of joy
to the moth and the wren,
to the sleepy dug-up clam,
telling them all,
over and over,
how it is that we live forever.


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Silence of the Soul

… for these challenging moments in time… so, so apt. Thank you dearest Pat – for saying what I am feeling at this time…

Source of Inspiration

The roar of my inner silence
sweeps away all other sound
leaving a deep and pervasive
sense of solitude.

Alone in the midst of a
world teeming with life
alone on crowded city sidewalks,
a parties of jubilee, at the
most intimate moments with a
lover. My loneliest moments
have been with others, unable
to escape the silence of my soul.

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No More Fixing

Wise words from the wonderful Pat Cegan indeed… and wise words that apply to a situation in my own life that I have finally released today. I have done what I needed to do. It is now up to the individual concerned as to whether or not they wish to fix their own life…

Source of Inspiration

fairy house4

Whew, what a relief!
I finally understand
that it is not my job
to fix or save anyone.
Each of us must give space
for others to find
their own answer
just as I must do
with each thought, word
action leading to a life
well lived if I so choose.

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Outside the Lines

Oh, how this sums me up perfectly… the woman who never fitted in yet has now embraced that fact with open arms 🙂 And do you know what? It’s perfectly fine being yourself. Thank you, dearest Pat, for such a beautiful poem 🙂 x x x

Source of Inspiration

paint girl

I’ve spent a lifetime
trying to color within
the lines, yet knowing
I’m an outside -of-the-line gal.

I did not do well
at fitting in
being popular
never elected queen
of this or that.

Many people have
disapproved of things
I’ve said and done
which tells me that
I’m better at coloring
outside of the lines
than I thought.

There is a price to pay
but I wouldn’t want it
any other way.

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Charity–River of Love

A beautiful poem to reflect upon during this peaceful Easter weekend. Thank you Pat 🙂 Wishing everyone a warm and loving Easter. Willow x x x

Source of Inspiration


Unlimited loving kindness
is the perfection of the human spirit
reflecting the true
nature of God
from whence
we come
love toward all
there can be no less

Be generous with your love
open your heart
pour out the unending
River of Love

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The message in this poem, written by the ever-inspirational Pat Cegan, is, in my opinion, wholly accurate. We have nothing to fear from the changes that await us. Embrace them with open arms 🙂 Much gratitude and love Pat 🙂 x x x

Source of Inspiration

The day is coming when
all is revealed. The
veils are lifting.
Some have already
awakened. Soon there
will be a cleansing
storm of Divine Justice,
clearing the way for
mankind to rise to its
full potential. Ancients
have heralded this for
centuries. The time of
now has arrived.

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Grace and Gladness

I really enjoy meeting new friends on WordPress and Twitter. One new friend is Sharon Flax Waddington. I learned that Sharon has her own WordPress Blog and am so glad to have found her and her incredible work. This poem, ‘Grace and Gladness’, really makes me smile 🙂 Thank you Sharon 🙂

Ramblings & Short Stories

There was a little lady

Quite a Lady indeed

With petticoats and frills; all trimmed with buckles and smells.

Walked as she did, leaving clouds of delightfully mysterious fragrant whiffs.

Confidence she wore, with shoulders back and chin up high.

That quirky smile said so, even if she didn’t feel it today.

Grace and Gladness ownership walked hand in hand, swinging the day along in its stride.

Oh My, Oh My.  What a glorious day it shall be.

Come rain or shine, this day is mine and boy do I own every suggestive little breeze.

Join me, you’re most welcome.  The journeys on Me, Darlings.

No room on this shift for the dowdy of spirit my dears.

Step up and skip along.

Wear the smile; carry the town, no matter where you are.

It’s all yours for the taking, see?

Well, what’s hindering you lasses and lads?

Go fetch a…

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