Wandering on the edge of the horizon
The waves gently lap with a song calling it to rise
The sun sets in the opposite plane
And a misty reflection makes it appear to dance
A beautiful waltz on the edge of the world
The edge of my mind
The ascension accelerates the peace in my heart
Rising higher
Colors kaleidoscope in changing moods of pink and orange
The light of white reflects on the rippling waters
Caresses my soul with the gift of renewal
With the gift of friendship
The gift of love
Rising moon you steal my heart
And you whisper sweet everythings to my soul
Washed with peace I walk
To the beat of the rising full moon
On the edge of the horizon
Blessitude
Lorrie ❤
3/6/15
Lorrie, A beautiful piece of poetry & spirit! Thanks for the “right on” GREAT little comment on my excuseusforliving.com about “Turkey Reagan”! Phil
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Thanks Phil…I’m happy you stopped by 🙂 and I just loved you “Turkey Reagan” memory!
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It’s fantastic how you called it “on the edge of the world”. It really feels like that sometimes.
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Thanks dear Inese!! Love to you ❤
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“sweet everythings” I just got that! Wishing you many sweet everythings!
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😉 Right back atcha!! ❤
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