Image via Magpie Tales i won't be leaving here with you nor will you be staying with me for any longer than you see fit that is just the way of it it is the silent refrain of my being i won't be leaving here with you but i will stay, until my time is done as your ceremonial chosen one no, this won't be my last tour though it is the first time i won't be leaving here with you shh, now, darling. this is what i do i see it in your eyes, our time's drawing to a close. please don't mind the tears they come, they go, it's true... i won't be leaving here with you Rene ~ December 8, 2012
Beautiful words combined with an amazing painting!
ReplyDeleteahhhh this is so perfectly written-
ReplyDeleteAh yes, I struggled so with the stones, so poetry like indeed, as was that large light so brightly screaming.... but I went without them all, but this short and sweet stones throw, works wonders! Great magpie.
ReplyDeleteWOW! So few words, such impact! Loved it.
ReplyDeleteYes! Your words pair perfectly with the image...but I do believe they stand excellently on their own as well.
ReplyDeleteAnd every stone makes ripples which spread in widening circles... :-)
ReplyDeleteWhen the stone came to rest it was a mountain which eventually became a continent ...cheers mate
ReplyDeleteWonderful...
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written ...'skimming mortal puddles' ..I like that.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful!
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