A pulse, a gentle stirring, a fire deep within,
A flame to light the coals of love, a spark from nought begin.
Burning through the wintery cold, hope, so worn and thin,
Yet find in you, that fiery hearth, to warm my soul within.
~ D.F.
A pulse, a gentle stirring, a fire deep within,
A flame to light the coals of love, a spark from nought begin.
Burning through the wintery cold, hope, so worn and thin,
Yet find in you, that fiery hearth, to warm my soul within.
~ D.F.
I love the ‘lightplay” on your photograph! Beautiful poetry, as always!
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Thank you, Gracie! Delighted that you enjoyed the post. Blessings always! 😊
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Writing is great stuff Dan. Awesome!
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Thanks, Dennis! 😊
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Reblogged this on Sacred Touches.
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Beautiful!
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Thank you very much, Lilka. 😊
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Beautiful!
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Thanks! 😀
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Beautiful light in the photo and the poem.
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Glad you think so and thank you for reading. 😃
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