This blog is an accidental happening. Or maybe not. I will write bits and pieces that take my fancy from time to time.I will also post some things that appeal to me. If any of them gets your attention, that will be great. If not, horseman, passby!
The Blog title is taken from the following quotation:
God is at home. It's we who
have gone out for a walk.
—Meister Eckhart
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Rain
I don't invite you and yet you come in my direction Dark in complexion watery eyes.
I have no choice but to walk into your arms To feel your tears on my skin.
Happy to know your sunny companion is somewhere close by.
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Anonymous said…
Great Poem!!! Is it okay with you if I workshop it? - say what you are saying back to you - but in my owmn style....
Univited you come in my direction, dark in complection - watery eyes.
No choice but to walk into your arms; feel your tears upon my skin.
Smiling, as I realize your sunny comnpanion is somewhere near by.
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Is it okay with you if I workshop it? - say what you are saying back to you - but in my owmn style....
Univited
you come in my direction, dark
in complection -
watery eyes.
No choice
but to walk into your arms;
feel your tears
upon my skin.
Smiling, as I realize
your sunny comnpanion
is somewhere near by.