
Photo: Na’ama Yehuda
Fill your eyes with the budding
Potential of life as it bounds
To the surface, bursting forth,
A force to be reckoned, with a sigh
Of tremulous
Hope.
Fill your heart with the tenderest
New things, which will bloom
In your soul
Deep within.
For the dVerse quadrille challenge: fill
I love your poem of living life β¦ growing and experiencing everything it has to offer! Well done!
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π Thank you, Roth. May we all have our fill of whatever we need! π
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Yes, for sure. You are welcome!
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Lovely
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Thank you! Hugzees!
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This really speaks to me:
“Fill your heart with the tenderest
New things”
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π Amen to that … this time of year, especially … π
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To fill one’s heart with the potential of new life is a beautiful idea!
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π Amen to that! And thank you! π
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The photo you chose is just right for your poem’s message. It looks like a fruit tree β€
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Thank you! I am glad it communicated what I hoped it would! π (yes, I believe it is a fruit tree!)
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You’re very welcome.
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And fill your heart with the knowledge of spring returning π
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Sigh, amen! π YEAH!!!!
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It hailed yesterday. Fell at great speed from what had been an empty sky.
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yikes! raining here all day, but at least not hailing!
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Oh, we’ve had rain too. But that hail was something else. It just came plummetting down. Couldn’t see 10 yards.
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Whoa! Ouch if it falls on your head, too … best stay in! π
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I watched from my door, my jaw dropped.
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I hear ya! Keep that noggin outta the pelting … π
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It was a one-off. We hope. At least with that ferocity.
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Yep, let’s hope so indeed!
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Today we’re back to boring rain π
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Us, too … π
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Glum… Yet when it’s sunny it’s also cold
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I hear ya … it’s ‘dirty weather’ here today, too. Glum, but not too cold.
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The kind of weather evils enjoy and mutliply in
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And … sometimes chilblains, too (I count those among the ‘evil’…. ;))
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Oh, don’t mention. I aquired mine years upon years ago…
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I hear ya … had too many of those to count while I was growing up. Rarely these days, but I am content never having another one again …
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They linger… and flare up if my feet get too hot. Doesn’t often happen!
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Yes… they do … I’m just not as prone to them as I was before, and the circumstances (and indoors heating and less damp indoors) all help … π Big bother, these things are!
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Lovely – renewal, hope.
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Thank you, Sarah! π
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Spring – the perfect time to look forward.
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I agree! Thank you for reading and commenting!
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This sounds like a wonderful new season
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Yes, thanks! There is always such anticipation in the air come spring! This photo isn’t from this year, so it is not quite THIS spring, but it holds the hope for one … π
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I like the thought of filling one’s heart so one’s soul can bloom.
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It is hard to bloom when one’s cup is bone dry. We need to be filled ‘enough’ to be able to bloom, ain’t it so? π
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