just a smidgen

our wandering

our wandering2

our wandering

in the quiet
our path reaches
far beyond

dark stretching
shadows
of memory,
our
fresh thoughts
are
planted soft
over
carpeted moss
of timbered
forest

where whispered
truths are
shared
and beauty is
gathered- a
wildflower bouquet,
pitched
high
over the lilting
sound
of softly
voiced
echoes-

high above
a
lofting
gust
all of
life
is carried
with us
along this path
of uncertainty
blossoming
ripe with hope
and
trust

this
sweetest scent
of pine and
musk
heady inhaled
as
my heart
breaks
with the
tenderness
of it
all

Barbara Barry August 3, 2016

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