Why she writes

Why do you write? he asked She answered with the softest tone… It takes all my sorrows away. It gives me such strength to know how joy can come from giving part of myself to someone else without being physical. If anger came univited I sit myself and calmly write of its journey So too […]

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Nature and I

the air breath sun on the shelter of my skin cool wind on my cheeks caress of a blade of grass a tear runs slowly down my cheek… bubbles within is a spring of delight pure pleasure… ©2018∼VearnaGloster  

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For the wild

This is not what you know, I am not what you have heard me to be I came here to be free like you Nothing of being bloodthirsty. Longing for friendly company The ones who can feel me, feel and know my heart Know that no savage I am Simply, a strong work of art. […]

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Mystery Bud

Your mystery is beyond mysterious Like in the beauty of the flower bud. Sweet fragranced lines escape the portal of your mind Why hide thee thyself? Great you are As the blooming stars above. Bloom oh bud, show thyself, Emerge and shine your brilliant light, That others may be enlightened both day and night. ©2018∼VearnaGloster […]

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Speaking Pages #1

♦♦♦ Oh page… it is only upon you I can hurl my desperate thoughts that I might find relief might I not shout at your brittle face surely an asylum, I will be placed. Hear, oh hear, my innocent pleas as my tears soften your pulped baked heart the recesses of my mind doth flow […]

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His Writings

My soul preached to me and said, ” Do not be delighted because of praise and do not be distressed because of blame.” Ere my soul counselled me, I doubted the worth of my work.  Now I realized that the trees blossom in Spring and bear fruit in Summer without seeking praise;  and they drop […]

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Beeing 7

Tiny feet, strong wings Enter heavy with feeding For eggs and all young. ©2018∼VearnaGloster

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Seeing it differently

The beauty of the mornings lies  in your attitude towards it. Being thankful each day gives you a beautiful perspective. ©2018˜VearnaGloster  

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His Writings

Poetry, my dear friends, is a sacred incarnation of a smile.  Poetry is a sigh that dries the tears. Poetry is a spirit who dwells in the soul, whose nourishment is the heart, whose wine is affection. Poetry that comes not in this form is a false messiah. from the TREASURED WRITINGS OF KAHLIL GIBRAN

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Beeing 6

Bee dance on flowers Morning mists and pollen dust On wing for home, filled. ©2018∼VearnaGloster

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