What I Love

I love windows

I love air

I love opening a window 

to let in air

I love walking

I love the ground

I love feeling the solid

earth under my feet as I walk

I love smiles

I love gentle

I love the gentle smile

on the face of a beloved

I love waking

I love sleeping

I love waking in the morn

with the light

I love the moonlight

as I settle in for the night

Life is hard

full of chores and conflict

and timelines and worries,

but love rises in our hearts,

a balm to all,

focus on the love

and all becomes a flow

of what is loved.

 

◄ Painting with the Air

All the Day Long ►

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Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh

Wed 13th Dec 2023 12:17

Thank you Hélène.
I too love windows, I'm a bit of a fresh air fiend, and look forward opening windows during this warmer spell.

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Sunshine

Wed 13th Dec 2023 01:39

Beautifully expressed 💐

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Manish Singh Rajput

Tue 12th Dec 2023 14:26

What a beautiful poem, Hélène. I loved it! I like how you turn a normal thing as opening a window for air or walking in the morn with light seem so magical and overwhelming. I liked how the poem ended as well, with an important message that love can fix everything.
Thank you.

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