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Scribbling Happiness

I scribbled happiness

on the palm of your hands

and held it close

to my heart

forever.

copyright neha 2015

copyright neha 2015

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Cheers to International Happiness Day! Wishing all of you a very Happy Friday and much happiness and love in your lives ❤ Neha


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Love in ten sentences

Love blossomed in spring

Love bloomed in flowers

Love laid on green

Love laid for hours

Love followed the sunshine

Love landed on summer

Love flew with breeze

Love flew for hours

Love found your heart

Love,it found forever.

 

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“How do you spell ‘love’?” – Piglet
“You don’t spell it…you feel it.” – Pooh”
― A.A. Milne

 

I was nominated for this wonderful challenge on love by my wonderful friends Lorrie and Brad. If you wish to participate the rules are as follows: Write a post titled “Love in ten sentences”, with ten lines each four words long. Each sentence must contain the word “love” in it. At the end of the piece put your favourite quote on love and nominate ten other bloggers . I nominate these ten wonderful bloggers listed below for this challenge. Feel free to accept or decline, regardless have a beautiful first day of spring! Here is to a wonderful season! ❤ Neha

Morgan http://booknvolume.com/

Trini https://pathsofthespirit.wordpress.com/

Richard http://richardankers.com/

Dorinda http://dorindaduclos.com/

Lisa https://undergroundenergy.wordpress.com/

Phen https://darknesswarmth.wordpress.com/

Noora http://myechoesandreflections.com/

Kim https://words4jp.wordpress.com/

Hanne http://htfisker.com/

Laura https://arkofidentity.wordpress.com/


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Spaces of Eternity

My wonderful friend Robert is also an amazing poet…Do check out his blog! 🙂

Robert Jepson

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Does the green field grow old?

Never under skies of azure blue

But in minds suffused with grey

Seeing not the grace of being

In time standing still to dwell

Upon the moment, feeling.

Lost in the spaces between trees

The beauty of vacancy, emptiness

Yet In which lies the truth of being

For it is in the pause of void

That sight opens outwards

Beyond the illusion of mind

See the interval beckoning

The parting between each blade of grass

The silence after birdsong before the storm

Even here in tumult the heart beats

Spaces between breaths

Mark the cessation of time

Pause and feel the pulse of life

Each atom, each star, waiting

For consciousness to arise

In the realm of understanding

Between mind and matter

Knowing, aware of stasis

Does the green field grow old?

Now answer to the blue sky

It does not age when the…

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