Posted on April 21, 2017
by Phoebe Chi (Puppydoc)
grounded in clouds
swayed by zephyr’s whims
she is a lily bulb in the dust
redolent of fated blooms-
her longings a master
to the morning sun
in the vineyards
of En Gedi.
Category: PoetryTags: change, flower, Life, love, metaphor, nature, personal, poem, poems, spiritual, writing
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Thank you! 😊
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It’s always a pleasure, Phoebe! 🙂
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Phoebe, this was absolutely beautiful! Thank you for sharing.
You are kind, thank you! 😊
Thank you kindly. 😊
Speechless. Another exquisite piece from an incredible woman and physician. 🌼💚
Thank you so much, Nancy! 😊
My pleasure. Always! 🙂 🌹
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A lover of animals and a caregiver by trade who, through these scribbles, ponders over her days spent behind the white coat and her life alongside a lovable feline named Samantha.