among the heather

What a beautiful walk you journeyed along.  I could feel the grass under foot and smell the fresh air reading this one.  My favorite...

they say "look"
pointing over the vast dark
"this is behind you
you've been there
rest now among the purple blossoms"

So love, my lady.  Much love...  :)
Willow

thank you lovely Willow for showing me love on this write :) love Brenda

Ahhhh the treasures of meditation are beautiful in verse. xo

indeed Sage One thank you :) love Brenda

To be able to lie or sit among such a wonderful
place within this picture it would automatically
take you into a world of delightful meditation you
would most assuredly would have. Along with that
meditation, combined with the beauty around you
would give you such a peace of my as n'er before
experienced.

thank you Jerry like you I go to places I'm not in my mind and it gives me peace.. the almond orchards are in bloom across the street.. maybe I'll go there today :) love Brenda

So lovely and tender compared to your other new endeavors.  Just goes to show how versatile you are, Lady Crim.  

thank you Sir Crow I try to keep balance between my dark and light writes :) love Crim

My Beautiful Brenda, your soul blooms every minute of every day, regardless of where you have walked...All which you have overcome is pure proof of that. I love you so very much!

Xoxo Taryn

thank you my beautiful one for being there to walk through the darkness with me I love you so much!!! xo Brenda

Sounds like heaven.

thank you Xmar places like this is where my soul goes to meditate :) love Brenda

Ahh, what a beautiful place, Crimsin, I can just imagine
sitting among the blossoms and taking a deep breath of
scented air.
your words are most soothing and lovely, talented lady...

aw thank you lovely Kasai that is exactly what I needed when I wrote this to just take a deep breath while sitting among the heather.. love Crim

Brenda.. simply beautiful.. love the spirtual journey, you take in this ink.. love..



Dave

thank you Dave deeply appreciate you digging my soft touches.. love Brenda

You know a poem like this has achieved what it should when it makes a Scot like me feel right at home :-)

this poem is pure braw (Scottish for really good) :-)

lol I like that word braw i'll take that as a great Scot compliment thank you David.. love Brenda