Wednesday, March 28, 2018




LOVE

I've been an excavator, a pirate of sorts
Though I never plundered for my treasure
Deeply hidden, disguised, buried under rubble of
Life 
It's tricks, lies, joys, sorrows, pleasures
Camouflaging what I thought I sought

But I looked deeply in my heart
There I found
Now I am no longer a seeker



(For Poets United.)

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8 comments:

  1. SusanMarch 28, 2018 at 3:07 PM

    Truly Love seems a trickster, a shapeshifter, until we catch a glimpse of the inner Light!

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  2. Sherry Blue SkyMarch 28, 2018 at 4:24 PM

    I love that idea of being an excavator, and love even more that once we look within, we no longer have to go seeking.

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  3. Elephant's ChildMarch 28, 2018 at 9:59 PM

    Heart-warmingly lovely.

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  4. Sumana RoyMarch 28, 2018 at 11:30 PM

    It's so peaceful and restful when all 'seeking' comes to an end.

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  5. Old EggMarch 28, 2018 at 11:42 PM

    What we all seek in our own way is satisfaction in our lives. Some find it early in their youthful achievements, others by building a nest egg of valuables that they can't take with them yet others, the lucky ones, by living loving lives and leaving a legacy for all.

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  6. annell4March 29, 2018 at 8:41 AM

    Yes, we have all that we need.

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  7. Rosemary Nissen-WadeMarch 29, 2018 at 9:03 PM

    Well found!

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  8. Gillena CoxMarch 31, 2018 at 11:57 AM

    Yes indeed to the wisdom of your words Myrna

    EASTER BLESSINGS

    much love...

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