From the Heart
Is it the deepest red of blood, of passion and lips.
The pink of sweet fairies to the pinkest rose hips.
The white of the purest and brightest universal light.
Then lilac to purple, from dawn through to night.
Orange through to peach and all things in between.
Buds yet still to open, the wonder to be seen.
Yellow for friendship, for the sunshine up above.
So can you please tell me, what colour is love?
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As the sun sets over the mountains,
you once again come to my mind.
The days that we spent bound together,
I’m trying hard now not to find.
An excuse for your sudden departure,
I though what we had was the best.
The morning the phone rang unanswered,
another of lives painful tests.
One moment your here then you vanish,
I’m lost for the reason you went.
From the second my eyes laid upon you,
I believed you were heaven sent.
Was it just my crazy imagination,
had I spent to many years on my own.
Are you on the other side of that mountain,
and me I’m just here all alone.
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Response to The Daily Prompt Vanish
Like a rose, each one of us is different. We grow in different ways, from different soil and experience. The choices we make are based on our own interpretation of life, how we see and experience the things around us. Growth is affected by experience and understanding of life events and the individual challenges we face. Each of us has magnificent potential and each of us is beautiful, we just grow in our own way, in our own time.
~ Liza
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The other evening I walked around town chasing the moon. Venus was positioned underneath and it looked like she was hanging from an invisible thread.
I was mesmerised and kept it in sight, trying to get a decent shot on my phone which was more or less impossible. A sure reminder for me to get a decent camera at some point!
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When we delve into the timeless space inside each of us, we are cocooned in love. When we rest within the sacred space of our own hearts, that is when we are truly connected. Find yourself in silence within and let it be your teacher.
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We are born into family, our first attachments here on earth. We branch out from there into different groups, making friends along the way. These people we meet, the ones that touch our hearts become our family too. There is not far we can travel on this earth or beyond where those special relationships do not continue, an invisible branch that holds us with love always.
~ Liza
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Not everything in life is grand, not everything that is of value needs to cost a fortune. A beautiful life is made up of small moments, precious moments, like those spent with friends and family. These are the treasures to hold onto, the treasures that will last a lifetime.
~ Liza
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We all view things slightly differently depending on our involvement and personal opinion. Sometimes our view is dependent on where we stand in a room, our personal experiences and what we see and hear. It is good to bare this in mind when considering the views of others and remain open to the fact that we might not know everything. There is always something new to learn in life.
~ Liza
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It’s not the number of petals that makes a flower any more beautiful. Flowers are not concerned with numbers they just grow. It’s not the number of things we do in life that matters either, but the feeling we put into each action that makes life beautiful.
~ Liza
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I still hear the echo of your voice,
and I defer my decisions to you.
When I’m at a crossroads in life,
I ask what you think I should do.
We still have conversations,
though it’s only me that can hear.
You know I value your opinion,
you’ve a talent for thinking clear.
What would I do without you,
probably make you up in my head.
I’m so lucky I have you with me,
I’d hate to be lonely instead.
And if it is really just an echo,
of those memories I have of you.
It is every bit as perfect like this,
as your telling me what I should do.
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Daily Prompt – Echo
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