Traces

Traces
Traces

Trace your love on the sands of my heart

Urgently beseech my kindly friendship

Offer yourself to me in the spirit of honesty

I will welcome you into the depths of my soul

Bring to me the flowers of your inner light

Their fragrance shall dwell in our lives forever

Uniting us like two chambers of the same heart

Beating to the sounds of ancient rhythmic chants

I love you!

❤ ❤ ❤

© Carol Campbell 2015

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Published by: writersdream9

I have been writing all my life but for the most part, it has been a secret. My parents did not believe writing was a good way to earn money so I hid my poems. Then one day, I wanted to comment on an essay that a friend had written and found myself with a blog. That quiet whisper inside said, "You can write your poetry and no one will ever know.". I knew nothing of followers and the like at that time. So, here I am trying to learn my craft and enjoying every moment of it. My personal details are, I'm 57, married for 39 years, have one grown son who is God's gift to us and last but not least at all, I'm a Baha'i which basically means that I love all humanity.

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