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I've been writing poetry from the age of 12. It has, and always will be my outlet, my voice. Join me on my journey . . . I can write about almost anything. :) ~ Life doesn't come with a shiny new book; no users manual of answers to find with one look. Life comes with doors that open and shut; and paths laid before us to be followed or passed up. There's things we can learn and things we may teach; hearts that may find us and souls we may reach. Guaranteed on this journey are teacups of tears; and pains that might hurt us may age us by years. But the beauty of life, love, laughter and giving; come from serving hugs on a platter each and every day we're living. ~

Thursday, July 8, 2010

The Breath of Love Prevails

Love is the heartbeat of the Universe,
it breaths new life into being;
it heals hearts that are wronged
and opens eyes so they're seeing.

Love is the thing that we all search for;
knocking on doors here and there.
Its something we long for above all else,
the love of a heart that truly will care.

Love is blind yet sees so clearly,
it looks beyond skin to the soul deep within.
A love that is pure and honest
will touch you and make your heart grin.

Love isn't just for the lovers,
love is for all who live and breathe.
It waters those hearts that believe in you,
letting love flow through like a sieve.

Love can touch where nothing else can,
it gives so much more than a drug.
It reaches in and grabs hold of your heart
giving a great big bear hug.

Love will prevail when nothing else can,
it gives the great gift of hope;
and when nothing else heals a body so sick
love is the one thing that helps one cope.

The gift of love is that it truly keeps giving
even in life's tragic last breath;
its the one thing that always lives on,
for love is much stronger than death.

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