Saturday, August 26, 2017

Moments...

When I think of you
My world is in harmony
How lovely it would be 
Moments spent with you
To feel the places
Where you have been
Where echoes of your presence
Resound there still ...

Prose - Dianne Dawes 
For my dear friend C.B.

Saturday, August 19, 2017

Resting Meadows...



I have often dreamt of meadows with this soft golden hue and hoped that one day I could lay down and be enclosed within by it's beauty and the fragrance of wildflowers...to listen to its meadow song and watch the soft blue sky and fluffy white clouds go rolling by! 

-Dianne Dawes
For my dear friend C.B.

Sunday, August 13, 2017

Blow O Wind...


Blow O wind to where my loved one is
Touch him and come touch me soon.
I’ll feel his gentle touch through you
And meet his beauty in the moon.
These things are much for the one who loves
One can live by them alone:
That he and I breathe the same air
And that the Earth we tread is one.

-Ramayana