Perfectly Loved

Here I am
(see me?)

Morning dew sits on the sharpest
of blades proving cuts don’t always bleed
as they share pearls from heaven
in their offering.

Petals have fallen into the long sleep
where I too, still keep that slip of hope alive.

Sometimes fragile

but standing and ready to
move into another new day
suddenly catch myself remembering
sweet breath which fell on my cheek
from the lightest kiss


still holding the essence
as breath and memory merge

In the pause of one heart beat
you show me
what it is to be so
perfectly loved.


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Shared with Thursday think Tank #76 ‘Soul whispers’
Theme Thursday ‘Inside’

Author: Daydreamer

I live on a beautiful island in Atlantic Canada.

20 thoughts on “Perfectly Loved”

  1. Beautiful poem of love and the feelings one feels inside.

    Wonderful use of inside for this weeks Theme Thursday. Thank you ever so much for joining us. Would love to see what you do with next weeks new theme.

    God bless.

  2. Back again revisiting this poem anew. I do love thinking about dew as ‘pearls from heaven.’ Just lovely imagery here.

  3. The first verse is great and so original and the whole poem leads to that perfect ending 🙂

  4. that opening stanza is it…and the love you bring in the end just makes me smile…

  5. “cuts don’t always bleed as they share pearls from heaven…” This is wondrous writing. Your take on the prompt, as the grass prepares for the long winter, as love in all forms is hardly ready to hibernate, is best read aloud! You should do to, Buddah Moskowitz’s site, and call the number and read this poem, so we can hear it in your own voice. That’s how good it is! Amy

  6. Yes, I can feel every word … over miles and miles … thanks for transmiyying this ever so fragile feeling, my friend. Love always, cat.

  7. Lovely… I especially like the first stanza. Great combination of the prompts!

  8. Back to such lovey dovey splendor, really throwing it into a blender and out it comes, even more nice it becomes. The cat has been once nice, don’t ask him to do it twice..haha

  9. Wow, this is beautiful. Wonderful to have had the experience of “being so perfectly loved”. Do “keep that slip of hope alive”!! Beautiful writing.

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