Lace Hearts

lace hearts assembled

autumn slipped into winter

soft as a whisper

sobbing skies dissolved

 a loan while slushy stars yearn

cold remains melting

soft as a whisper

soothing roof-top lullaby

lace hearts pool in tears

 yearning for this experience soothed by another 

witness the weather of mind 

no forecast gets it quite right 

seasons moments memories dreams swirl 

one inside the next breath 

coalescing sorrow joy 

borrows longing 

forgetrememberforget 

there is no shelter no place to hide in this continuous storm consciousness rages and settles 

re-collects 

in a single heart

Thank you to my friend Pearl Ketover Prilik for passing this award on to me, and seven other gifted bloggers. I am deeply honored to be among such talented, heart awakened souls.Pearl is an inspiring poet, a shining example of humanity I am grateful to be acquainted with through the magical world of blogging. I am officially a published poet, because Pearl found me and asked me to be part of a project that was healing for all involved and for those who will benefit from proceeds gleaned from our labor of love through Doctors Without Borders. Pearl edited and corralled all of the poets whose work is included in Beyond the Dark Room, available at Amazon 

The rules for receiving and sharing this award are as follows: thank the person who has selected you, paste this award in your blog, list 7 things about yourself, and pass this award on to 7 others of your choice and let them know they have been nominated.  

1.  I enjoy waking early enough to watch the sun rise (most days).

2. I love the first white stars of winter as they make their soft decent.

3. Despite my love for the sparkle of fresh snow, I prefer that my body is warm, whilst enjoying the glitter.

4. Tender, tenacious weeds in soft, low light can bring tears to my eyes in every season (and not because of allergies).

5. The suffering of another being hurts me as though it is my own pain, I suppose because it is. As the wonderful teacher Rabbi Alan Lew z"l taught: "we all share one heart."

6.  I truly believe that when one door closes a window is sure to open; the human spirit, and creative Source within will guide us when we let go and trust in Mystery.

7.   I lean towards gratitude no matter the situation, sometimes it takes a little longer to get there, but generally I do.

        Lea @ Tales FromThe Labyrinth

Karen @ Pixel Posts

Teri@ Teri Hoover Photography

Stacy @The Sacred Alter

Leslie @ Let a Joy Keep You 

Fiona @ LadyFi 
Margaret @ Art Happens
Ayala @ A Sun Kissed Life
Myrna @ Daily Spirit
Clytie @ Random Hearts

YES I can count, (though I am not particularly good with numbers) Thing is, it was so hard to choose and I can think of 10 more bloggers right off the top of my head... but hopefully you will all pass it on and then that exponential thing will happen :-)

As Pearl graciously stated on her blog award post "If you choose to decline, and I (Laura) do understand the inclination to decline such awards– your name will remain as having been selected and certainly and absolutely no offense will be taken."

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Please visit my friend Jan Lundy's online magazine, Buddha Chick Life this month to read new offerings from several soulful authors for December's theme, "Opening The Heart." A poem I wrote for this month, "The Wholeness We Are" and a heart photo of pure light, I noticed while in the mountains this summer, that you may recognize from the Gratitude Quilt, can be found there too.

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