Upon the pages of your heart
is the truth of it, my friend;
the unfolding and understanding
that forgiveness is often tripped up
by the skip rope we have jumped
a woman is her own mother,
her daughter, her sister, her own goddess
and all roads lead back to us
here in the web of shadowed branches
we weave the loose strands of yarn
until there is a tapestry
we wrap the shawl we have made
over our shoulders like an embrace;
each loop we have knotted, an ending
and yet a beginning
one word at a time, one absolution
after another, we have become our own
comfort and care
rest well, beneath the cover of kinship,
beneath care of friendship,
and there, brew a thousand phrases
that tell of your journey,
weaver of words
Author notes
We joined about the same time...met under the guise of poetry, know each other as friends.
We have visited each other's truth on this site and shared messages that rounded out each other's way in the world.
Bless you, friend...fight the good fight.
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A contest entry
- "MisticMoonlite " Remembered by LovinCharmer.
900 points, ended January 20, 2007, 12 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Beautiful post
thank you dear , short but loving reply from me to you..love mistic
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Welcome back, friend..... here is a hug to hol dyou until you are all well again.
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Outstanding write
What a wonderful tribute to Linda. I know she will love reading your thoughts as she recuperates.Thank You for entering, and good luck in the contest....Andy
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WONDERFUL WISHES FOR A DEAR FRIEND
Your words will touch her and bring to her the joy she needs right now, we all wish her to get well soon and are with her in spirit.
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"one word at a time, one absolution after another, we have become our own comfort and care" Sighhh...What a magnificent tribute, my Sister...Both to MisticMoonlite & to yourself...Beautifully, heartfully, soulfully penned...You have honored so many with your words, my dear Friend...Good luck in the contest...
Wanda
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It is such a pleasure to be able to write a poem for a friend....and have it write itself because the thought is known and necessary to share.
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