Expansion
As the hard cover of
Ego melts upon
Letting the Self… out
in the open
Allowing it to slowly mellow down…
Though is a pain, but
not in vain,
For
This is the moment when
Love blossom…
And miracles happen…
For OSI prompt:: Miracle
Yes, this is when miracle happens. So true.
ReplyDeleteYour words gleam nuggets of wisdom. Nicely done!
ReplyDeleteLove blossom…
ReplyDeleteAnd miracles happen...
super !!!
Oh how beautiful! Love it. :<)
ReplyDeleteThis is so tender! and so true - it is exactly when miracles begin. We just have to let go!
ReplyDeleteBest, M.
Hello.
ReplyDeleteLove always blossoms for me. This is lovely. Thanks for sharing & visiting.
Her Perfumed Scent
Gentle and beautiful!
ReplyDeletepositive words....very nice Prema!
ReplyDeleteThis poem suggests for me the image of a cracking egg--and all the nourishment inside!
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