Nature / Folder 1




...Because my love,

What is life, but love in motion?

A constant churning,

A burning,

A sometimes seemingly













Breath and yes,

Death mixed in


From the very day we are born,

Leaving its mark deepest

On some moments we are feeling forgotten, 


And with eyes open to this we can rejoice,

In knowing that even our very death

Is our own choice.


Take my body if you will,

But our souls, my love,

Belong unto only each savior's will,

Some in the hands of devils,

Others' in a  wading pond unclaimed,

Mine belongs to love,

Without blame,


Without shame.

Copyright 2013


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SSmoothie's picture

Wow! This is beyond

Wow! This is beyond beautiful! A really gorgeous piece that spoke to my heart! Magnificent write nightlight! Incredible! Hugss mwah! 

Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS    

"Well, it's life SIMS, but not as we know it" - ¡$&am

nightlight1220's picture

Thank you. YOU are

Thank you. YOU are magnificent. You make me do these things you know... hugs back.



...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "


bishu's picture

May God bless you Respected Daylight

May God bless you Respected Daylight for boosting Respected ThornySmoothies morale.Where is my new oar ? And where is the new sail which Olive rigged the other day.I'm now a landlubber till I find my oar & sail. Pop Eyed Lop Sided Human.