To feel the intent of a nurturing glance,
to bask in the sunlit moon,
when water transforms to the nectar of chance,
and time builds a palace from ruins.
There aren't many nurturing glances in life these days. Well, there are in my life thank goodness. I live in fear of the nectar of chance. I am cowardly but I like that you write such wonderful words.
WHEW! F I N A L L Y I made it here in time (before the next gold nugget).
Daily I wonder--chances of who or what is waiting right around the corner--and what engaging story, or one needing help, or another piece of my own puzzled history will emerge...
Shadow, you arrange words to tell complete stories. "...Time builds a palace from ruins." This happens so many times during my observations. Thank You
beautiful. really.
ReplyDeletepeaceful and hopefilled...
ReplyDeleteLove it, especially the part about water becoming nectar.
ReplyDeleteBEAUTIFUL prose!
ReplyDeleteI wish to use these lines (of course with reference to you).
Cheers,
Blasphemous Aesthete
hmmm it makes me want to have a nap in that water. How could that be!!!??
ReplyDeleteLove the last line, oh I do!
This is calm and full of the breath of life.
ReplyDeleteYOu say so much by saying so little!
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful and lovely blog .My visit and I am so impressed.Visit me too.
ReplyDeleteShadow Dancing...
ReplyDeleteWe love the Short and Sweet!
There aren't many nurturing glances in life these days. Well, there are in my life thank goodness. I live in fear of the nectar of chance. I am cowardly but I like that you write such wonderful words.
ReplyDeleteI love this...pure delightful essence.
ReplyDeletepalace from ruins, such lovely imagery. Stunning piece:)
ReplyDeleteamazing lines!!
ReplyDeletelike falling in luv yet again or enjoying the day after an eclipsed night :) just luved it :)
god bless!!
Ah, what I have been working towards, the palace from ruins.
ReplyDeleteSenti um olhar de carinho nas tuas palavras...talvez sinta a lua ser aquecida pelo sol!...
ReplyDeleteBeijos,
AL
time builds a palace from ruins...
ReplyDeleteI wish i wish i wishhhhhhh!!!!
Beautiful lines.. well written!
Punam
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WHEW! F I N A L L Y I made it here in time (before the next gold nugget).
ReplyDeleteDaily I wonder--chances of who or what is waiting right around the corner--and what engaging story, or one needing help, or another piece of my own puzzled history will emerge...
Shadow, you arrange words to tell complete stories.
"...Time builds a palace from ruins." This happens so many times during my observations.
Thank You
Short and direct and makes sense to me. I have learned on my journey that I gravitate to being nurtured. Blessings dear one.
ReplyDeleteThis is really good stuff.
ReplyDeletetime builds a palace from ruins... ( I could dwell on that thought for hours)
ReplyDeleteDear poet friend you always make words do your bidding
hope all is well
wow!
ReplyDeleteI chose the just the right day to visit...such hope in your thoughts, lovely! :))
ReplyDeletefilled with hope. Love it!
ReplyDeleteBrief, and beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThank You.
Brilliant. Succint with the feeling of peace and eternity as one goes through this poem.
ReplyDeleteAnd the next one....??!
ReplyDeleteTime building a palace from ruins--I like that. Hard to resurrect the past so cunningly in reality.
ReplyDeleteVulnerable in its eagerness.
ReplyDeleteI feel this way sometimes.
Love it!