First published in Life in 10 minutes, October 2018
Learn and learn to love
how the lonely hands discern
themselves and looks for completeness
loneliness,
which is carved out of us discordant beings
everything has a purpose
even the rotting leaf becomes sustenance
for tiny wiggling earthworm
happiness recycles itself
the golden rule of nature
it becomes pure to be embraced again
as you make space in your broken
heart for the new budding relationship
everything gives way
like the old dried autumn leaves
a vibrant bookmark for the seasons turning
Patience is a virtue,
time is a great mystic,
the fondness of something new
is the acceptance of pain.
Listen and hear closely
the loom is churning
our the songs of happiness
pain getting recycled
open our discordant minds
clear the web and webbing
hear closely the winds are singing
that lullaby again.
–Megha
Photo by Andrik Langfield on Unsplash
such a lovely poem about the circle of life………..happiness recycles itself………just brilliant!
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Thanks Wendi. I feel that Nature not only recycles the elements but also the emotions.
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LOVE this!
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Thanks dear
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“happiness recycles itself” – beautiful. Will reblog this on my site.
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Thanks so much and glad you liked it.
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so lovely, you are gifted for your way with words 🙂
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Thanks Kate.You have written so much about love and acceptance yourself.
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ah but we write in very different ways … and I don’t do sensual like you and Paul 🙂
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You are different than me..diversity is beautiful
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exactly 😉
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What a lovely expression. Happiness is infectious
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Yes indeed it is.It sheer joy to be around happy people
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True that
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