have you seen how hope
gathers at the edge of pain?
how like first light, it graces
the thin lip of the ridge
before sweeping wholesale
down the slope?
how sometimes it is slow
to gather, and even slower
to rise up over the noise
of our daily just-eking-by?
love, too, is like this –
it should spill over like time
that can’t be bound by hours,
it should shake your petals
© Sarah Whiteley
Shake your petals or keep them moving. 🙂
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I LOVE this! My new favorite of yours. It’s delightful, Sarah. ❤️
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I’m so glad to hear you say that… I was really rather uncertain about this. Thank you!
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Well, it’s perfect – so glad you posted it! 🙂
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Beautiful writing…..captured life yet again….x.
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This lovely poem shook my petals.
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Thank you! 🙂 And thank you for reblogging! ❤
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Reblogged this on aholdingplace and commented:
I wanted to share this lovely poem by Sarah Whitely from her blog ebbtide.wordpress.com
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Love this, Sarah, and your last line is superb!
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Reblogged this on grammimagination and commented:
A beautiful image. Practicing petal-shaking
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Adventurous. And successful.
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