LOVE GUEST POST, MIRRORS SERIES

MIRRORS: GUEST POST OF SARIKA, PURE REFLECTIONS ❤️

Nature’s Music

Euphonious burble
of the cascading water…
Dulcet whisper of
the gentle zephyr…

Drizzling raindrops
in staccato rhythm…
Melodious cadence
of psithurism…

Croaking of the frogs
and chirping of crickets…
Cooing of the doves
and buzzing of insects…

Birds chanting
sacred hymns in their abode…
Nature’s mellifluous music
on the play mode…


MIRRORS: A special series of Reflections on Life and Love ❤️

Thanks for your wonderful visit, friends!

For even more amazing inspiration, do visit Sarika on Pure Refelctions!

Till our next run, looking forward to gazing at more lovely Mirrors with you! ❤️

REBLOGGED LOVE POST

REBLOGGED: “His Once More”, Guest Post Poem on Yeka’s Blog, It’s All About Love

When brilliance touches the heart ….. 💛🌟⭐️✨💫⭐️✨🌟💫🌟✨⭐️
That is LOVE!!! ❤️❤️❤️
Thanks a billion to Mathew from Blog of the Wolf Boy! 🐺👏😀🐺

LOVE GUEST POST, MIRRORS SERIES

MIRRORS: GUEST POST POETRY OF MATHEW, BLOG OF THE WOLF BOY ❤️

His Once More

When Heaven shines it’s light upon me,

I’ll not be weighed down by my fears,

Or the tears, of my past fading behind me.

Instead, I’ll look forward towards a blinding 

light, knowing that this time was never taken 

from me, but granted freely, as this time was 

never truly mine, but only graciously extended 

before me. So hark, and heed thusly to how

I’ve used my time because one must know,

that the decision behind my life’s design 

was all mine. I’d sought to leave this world

a better place, with a smile upon my face,

as I spent my time awash, in both captivating

joy, and grace. I bow my head as I await 

my judgment, I fear not for what may come

because I’ve lived a life of love and those

I’ve touched will not soon allow me to be

forgotten. My deeds and love precede me,

as I gaze upon a lustrous golden gate, 

shrowded in white clouds, so opulent and 

proud. My heart’s as full as a chalice, over-

flowing with fine wine. I’ve lived, I’ve loved, 

and I’ve served my time. Comforted 

by the knowledge that in the end, 

all things are fine. I know no fear and walk 

with open arms towards a celestial embrace, 

and in the world behind me, my footsteps 

leave remnants of beautiful sprouting 

blossoms growing in every step from whence, 

I’d sprung, in hues of red, yellow and blue,

encapsulating the world in their aromatic 

perfumes. Every gentle brush of my skin

will still be lingering on the flesh of those 

I’d, at one point, touched before. My adoration

still seeping through their very pores-

forevermore, and then again onto their 

kin, as they revel in the love that only 

a pure soul may bring. For myself, I know 

not, what’s in store. Yet, I was never their’s 

but His, and I’m His once more.


MIRRORS: A special series of Reflections on Life and Love ❤️

Thanks for your wonderful visit, friends!

For even more amazing inspiration, do visit Mathew on Blog of the Wolf Boy!

Till our next run, looking forward to gazing at more lovely Mirrors with you! ❤️

A YBP LOVE POST, YBP LOVE POSTS

DEATH, WHAT WOULD THEY SAY? ❤️

The strangest thing happened on my way home today. I saw a hearse. Yup, a hearse. Literally, in front of me. I just realized what it was when I needed to slow down due to the building traffic on the road.

And just like that, I went to my rich inner world and played a movie in my mind. Mind you though, I’m a very safe driver with an amazing clean record to boot! Not that I’m turning defensive here (although that’s exactly my driving style, haha!), but I want to assure you of my multi-tasking ability (that is, driving safely on “auto-pilot” and running free with my imagination) when I know the destination so well. And obviously, I’m an expert at locating my home. (Confession:  Ooops! with the help of Waze at times.) Otherwise, I’d be in deep trouble, haha!

Anyway, back to our regular programming (Excuse the side trip or mini digression.), where was I? …. Oh yes, the hearse. It got me thinking ….. Well, a lot of things get me thinking.

I actually saw myself lying there inside the coffin. Safely tucked inside the hearse. Then, after a split second, that scene segued to the funeral rites. People were standing still in deep reflection. Some shed a few tears. Others were sobbing. Melancholy filled the air ….. and it was further punctuated with the droplets of rain that started to fall. It’s as if the sky was crying too.

I snapped out of that odd dream sequence when the car behind me honked. (My thought bubble went, “Okay, okay! I heard you!”)  Then I zoomed to show the car behind me that I was very much alive, haha!

By the time I got home, I chilled and turned on the radio. KISS 102.7 played in full blast “One More Night” …. The lyrics? “So I cross my heart and I hope to die….” Oh c’mon now! Gimme a break! I mean, I adore you, Maroon 5 ….. but really?!?! Of all your awesome songs, you serenade me with this?!?! I would’ve danced immediately if you chose “Sugar” instead!

So that set off my mind to “Wanderland” again….and as you can easily predict, I landed in the same movie that was screening earlier on the road. Talk about perfect timing, I was in sync for the climactic portion ….. the Eulogy.

Ohhhh my heart! At that point, I needed tissue. Boxes and boxes of tissue. Why? I was touched beyond words …. with the outpouring of appreciation, the abundance of gratitude, the showcase of happy memories, the overflowing love. Deep, sweet love. And then the movie camera zoomed out gloriously to take a majestic top shot.

Next scene: Back at home, I smiled. A victorious smile.

So Death, what would they say? Well, I’m writing the script of the century ….. and I’m starting today! ❤️

Just for laughs, I prefer white! 🙂