Touch Your Heart

598005874d9d18229e9f59c4cf6e64d0-1Passion stirs
words seek once again
to play.

She lives in a world
of want and need
surprised again by a longing
which she’d thought
was quenched.

as the fire burns
still she yearns
each passing day

to feel alive

She gains strength
from love in ways which
most may never know
and, never

Touch your heart, I’m there

She touches it

Assured of the presence
still held safe in that
deepest of connection.

Even in death

…She has never left.


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For whom the bell tolls

In unfolding leaves
I fawn over my yesterdays
then, place them neatly in time
to lay within the clasp of nature’s
damp morning grasp.

But still…

juggle the

always seeking.



Of what?

We cannot ask the questions
until the answers are known.

What makes what we can’t have
always seem so much more alluring?

I gaze into a powerful silence
hold a million thoughts at once
which swim through these veins
navigate their way to
touch me at the core of
all devotion

Walls crumble… precious moments
where all thought flows at one

and I



So many times
I’ve stood and gazed
one true stranger upon this foreign shore
listening to my heart beat in waves
that flowed as I…

I simply breathed.

Sweetly seduced in a bliss of
perfect musical notes

I become the sea
the sea is me.

I am the earth
Each grain of sand beneath my feet
…is me.

I am the sky
and don’t need any wings
to know that I can fly

I can go wherever I please
leave shadows of the past behind
live my love in the deepest of passion
feed on Hope from a fountain of dreams
dance star to star with kindred spirits
also seeking to bask in glorious light
and continue to share in
life and love on this true

Journey of my soul.


‘Therefore, send not to know
for whom the bells tolls
it tolls for thee.’
(© John Donne)


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Quote:  ‘No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main. If a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friend’s or of thine own were: any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind, and therefore never send to know for whom the bells tolls; it tolls for thee.’
 John Donne 1572 – 1631

I never read this whole excerpt until this morning. I think most of us will know the expressions ‘No man is an island’ and,  ‘For whom the bells tolls’ but, I found it fascinating to read about the man who wrote it as far back as 17th century England because it is still so relevant, today.

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Three Word Wednesday CCLXXll Fawn, Juggle, Navigate

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