Tomorrow’s pathways
20 April 2016
Everywhere doors shut
This castle wind whisperer
Blowing in the skies
The crows caw loudly
There is nothing in this world
Move on, hope is lost
We will build morrows
On molten land of lava
Where red beings dwell
The nightingales cry
There is everything within
Undoubted the source
I spin in valleys
The feet a circle of love
Hands extended forth
Inside the circles
There are bubbles of blank air
They blow new windows
Tomorrow’s pathways
They are etched within the faith
Where blue meets the red
Reading of the poem:
Going Home – Asgeir Anderson
In the Silence – Asgeir Anderson
Higher – Asgeir Anderson
Such strength of hope within the darkness. This is lovely Geetha.
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Thank you Elizabeth 🙂
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Exquisite poem, message, image and soulful voice in the reading! You gift is a true blessing…your spirit shines radiantly through what you share. God bless!
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Thank you for your kind words. I daresay yours shines too in your choice of words. Blessings to you too 🙂
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Where blue meets red!
Always love that reference. Wonderfully done, Geetha! ❤
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Thank you Eric ❤️. I have a recurring dream of a union between red and blue diluting into a purple haze and sometimes it is actually two individuals one of whom is me, which is strange considering my nickname is Blue
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Reblogged this on firefly465 and commented:
Please take a visit to this wonderful poet`s blog. geethaprodhom.wordpress.com
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Beautiful Geetha.
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Thank you Adele
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That is hopeful, Geetha
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Yes, thank you Derrick 🙂
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Maybe somewhere over the rainbow?
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Maybe yes 😀
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“Tomorrow’s pathways
They are etched within the faith” – yes.
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Thanks Pranab
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