If Ever I Loved You
If ever I loved you, ’twas not in vain.
Love is not wasted, it waxes and wanes.
Sometimes toxic, given in haste-
infected, it dies, soon laid to waste.
Lust, hypnotizing, too often
thought thus,
masquerading as Love did I
innocently trust
the face behind the mask.
If ever I loved you ’twas not in error.
Love’s path strewn with roses, surrounded by terror-
titillation, invigoration, transformation!
One does not find
who fears to seek,
questions unanswered
by one too meek
to ask.
If ever I loved you
in haste, waste or kind,
the mind sees clearly
as the heart remains blind.
Pebbles skipped o’er a lake
sink to the muddy floor,
to rest like moldy bones,
locked behind a door.
The key kept in a sacred place,
the lines of pain etched on my face,
hiding ‘neath the smile I wear-
look closely and you’ll see it there.
When I, so weary I cannot grin,
will go to the lake and peer within
to ponder on
the Wisdom Stones,
to rattle the bones-
my treasure, the measure
of my journey……
Such a beautiful post. Both words and pictures. Lovely. ❤️
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Thank you so much. Im glad you enjoyed it.
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Beautiful words and photos. 🙂
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Thank you so much. 😊
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Those images are wonderful! I especially liked the one with you and the two butterflies. That was WOW!
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😊Butterfly garden is a favorite place of mine
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Appreciated. Loved. Thanks for sharing.
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Thank you. Glad you enjoyed it. Thanks for reading and leaving me your thoughts.
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Your words complement these beautiful photos so well, Cheryl. That last photo, in flight, is simply stunning.
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Thanks Dan. For the first time in awhile I had words that needed photos. 😊
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You certainly found beauties.
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They found me Dan. 😊
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That’s the best.
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Sometimes when they all show up, one by one, it makes me feel giddy. I am so nuts! Lol
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