There beyond the afterlife a glimpse of a passing star
an orbing light that flickers in submergence with the dawn
The memories of a life exuding all that none can mar
a revival of affection, in shades of gold and brawn
Way down yonder my lonely thoughts explore
aside your Divine Light and Radiance
this hungry heart is wanting more
I dip inside a memory like an old romance
Dancing dreams of lovers flickering so bright
a pacification of senses, I am bathed in your light
there beyond the afterlife a glimpse, a shooting star
I would love to meet you once again but you live way to far.
I am a bit "mesmerized" as to how much I can relate to what you express in your verses here, MR. I feel "at home" and I feel good that someone else "gets it." Love, peace, and best wishes to you,
It is often amazing and perhaps a little awe inspiring that we so often see lost loved ones in persons, places or objects around...such as your shooting star. Lovely, heartfelt write.
Fee
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I Love the inclusion of the Shooting star…
Ethereal and truly beautiful…
Diana…🍃
PS
Ron
Regis. 🙏🌳💚🌲🌸
Fee