The sacred rendezvous of Sun and Moon
in the purple sky above when evening looms,
where red, orange, and yellow
horizons are reflected below,
tenderly caressing the pristine waters of Marianas
while white dolphins and blue whales from Hawaiianas
are dancing
while pink mermaids are singing
in jubilee of an eternal knot
witnessed by sterling stars
and shimmering sands–
that my sweetest,
is the portrait
of this beautiful thing
we carry in our hearts
from the time we’re wrapped
in ethereal wombs
till death and beyond doom.
Original Post:
Not Even Monalisa Can Come Close
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Featured Song:
Portrait of My Love
By Matt Monro, 1967
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Exquisite poetry Aina. May we give ourselves fully to love and wonder.
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Whenever I read your posts: from your poems to the quality of materials you share, I see it in you, Brad. And I think, we all have it built within us. It’s just that we’re often caught in other things; and life is never easy. Thank you very much! : )
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Agreed Aina. It takes courage and vigilance to feed the love and not fear or hate. hugs!
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