Reflections of life
Life will become what it is,
my time a flash of tiny light
dancing in a celestial stream.
.
Why fear death when the prison
of body falls away? We soar
above the image in a mirror.
.
The shadows of our lives are
but a reminder; a star shines
inside us, wanting to be free.
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–Joelle LeGendre
Very deep and nicely put, we are cosmic dust and to the stars we will return. It’s comforting.💜
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You see it as deeply as I.
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I seriously do 💜
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A beautiful poem.
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Thanks.
Sometimes the words flow. This was one of those times.
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I always enjoy your posts. Love your humor too.
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Thanks. 💜
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You’re welcome 😉
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That was quite a treat. Thanks for sharing!
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Thanks for your kind words.
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We are all just stardust waiting to return home.
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Exactly. 🙂
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This is lovely, Joelle. Thanks for sharing it. It could be my anthem.
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You may sing this anthem whenever you want. I’m happy it resonates positively, as it was intended to do.
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Deep and penned it so good ✨ Nice poem reality, ✨😍
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Thanks. 🙂
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Very beautiful
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My thanks. 🙂
It simply flowed.
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Most welcome 👍🏻
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