Misty was the morning
dark and dreary
never dawning
The portal to my heart sealed
A flicker of light shines for a moment
Hope!
Should I cast all cares aside
scattered to the winds
in hope of a dream
At first thought, nay,
why risk the breaking of my heart
Ah, but for the name cast on the wind
floating gently, resting on my ears
it infiltrates my every thought
destroys logic
Hope!
Only a lovesick heart may perceive
yet mine takes to the wing
All for the sake of a name
A love?
Could it be my heart is yours
could the mention of your name
tear down the chains
that bind this heart
For love?
Hope!
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About Emma Morgaine Croft
I have been called many things on my journey, Professor, White Wolf, Rainbow Warrior and Spirit Walker. I had a blog on blogger.com for a number of years. I think the last post was when Papa passed back in 2012. I had also written for World Wide Hippies online mag for a year or so and even won a Golden Note for online writing. I got burned out writing and decided to stop for a bit. The only writing I did was comments on things I shared on Facebook. Unfortunately, that often got into a lot of angry and ugly talk. I try to maintain my cool, but there are just some unreasonable people out there. I found it emotionally and spiritually draining.
I saw my niece's blog on here and thought that maybe it was time to resurrect Thoughts On A Cloudy Day. These are my thoughts and meanderings. You can accept them or walk away. I hope that in some way, these thoughts can spark other thoughts and sharing by people around the world. My dream is to make the world a better place for all people.
My heart to your heart, one hear, one spirit.