Remembering…

    You dare for a moment to hope that you see
    The hint of a glimmer at the end of a tunnel
    Then, quick as a shimmer of lightning can be
    A memory surfaces and funnels
    Into your happy place
    You look in the mirror at your own face
    It is  troubled, sad, distraught
    No matter how hard you’ve fought
    To get beyond this hurdle
    Your beliefs sacred and fertile
    You feel you should be beyond this
    But you’re lost once again in a phantom’s wish
    Remembering…
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Beauty in nature

We find ourselves lost and alone sometimes

We don’t know how to cope

But that which combines

Beauty and hope

Can calm and heal the mind

Strength lies in the beauty of nature

We are never alone when we allow God to nurture

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The Aura of Books

Antique books
My Classics Bookshelves

 

The Energy and Auras of Books

©by Deborah A. Bowman

My overflowing shelves of books

I love each one so dearly

Watching the energy released if I but look

At the shadows and auras sincerely

Etched upon my mind, capturing my heart

Ne’er allowing the mists of mystery and secrecy

To fade into nothingness, nor depart

Into the depths of dark obscurity

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My soul cries out in blissful urgency

To touch, to smell, to experience these works of art

Reaching within me, beyond me, around me

To create an atmosphere due in part

To what I can see, feel, and cherish

Tomes of rich bound leather will not perish

As my own essence, aura, and energy

Is altered by each story bestowing wisdom and legacy

On the collective super-consciousness of the Universe

Building a spiritual sanctuary to transverse

And live forever as infinity…

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Celestial Universe