tellmeaboutit
Baby blue ain’t your color
If he’s stealing your thunder.
Baby blue ain’t your color
If he leaves you alone to heal
Baby blue ain’t your color
That wasn’t part of the deal
Baby blue ain’t your color
It doesn’t match your eyes
Just the sky…I say
Let go and fly
Inspired by the song Blue ain’t your color by Keith Urban
From This Place
💜💜from Laurie’s blog ❣️❣️❣️
Give us strength
to hold our ground
in our hearts.
If ever there was
a need for such strength,
it is surely now.
Help us to remember
what it feels like
to listen
from this place —
to filter out
what is most true —
that we will
always find our way.
Amen
Magical
It’s never too late to be what you should have been

It’s never too late to be what you should have been
Ever So Lightly
💜
I began to listen
to the silence
and to the music
of life —
of notes and pauses —
finding refuge in
the silent spaces
and comfort in
words that flowed out
if I was patient
to wait my turn —
holding and letting go
ever so lightly —
in-between.
Sweet sun send me the moon
Trade Wind
What a beautiful way to describe being shipwrecked! Holly’s poetry is beautiful! 😀
Let Us Remember
Let us remember from Laurie’s blog! Amen!
When we have reached
the place
where words can’t go,
when we seem
most separated
by time and distance,
when the way through
all that stands between us
can’t be seen
and all that is known
is the next needed step,
let us remember
the quiet,
often silent prayers,
that led us that far
and continue on.
Amen




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