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Loneliness Fades when Clouds Vanish

Loneliness Fades when Clouds Vanish

The vessel navigates alone
from the day he was born
till the hours of a new dawn,
And alone he Is in thoughts,
from the dark hours of the soul
till the early morn’ call.
But when night descends giving way
to a day anew and afresh,
The hours become powerful
and loneliness is left behind.
The vessel, once alone,
is now in the company of light.

--Bernadete vdw, ā€˜25
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Jac Tales

Many lonely souls sail on in love and faith always. Lovely Poetry. šŸ”„

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Bernadete van d...

Well said Jac. Very much appreciated.Ā 
By the way, Its good to see you doing both, audio and still
writing stories.Ā  Ā 

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Bernadete van d...

Thank you John, your words are always very muchĀ 
appreciated.Ā  Ā 
BernadeteĀ 
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Bernadete van d...

Bernie, you really see the beating heart of my poem. And I can
honestly say that you have the ability to see the heart of every poem you read. Cheers.
BernadeteĀ 

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Rory McGinlay

What would be the first stanza if you hadn't made it not so is perfect. I think you know what I mean. The finish, too. B

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Bernadete van d...

I do know what you mean, Rory.
You always speak in a subtle way,
and I understand it. I like that!
I very much appreciate you sharing your thoughts. Ā BĀ 
P.S. Ā You said more than my poem deserves.Ā 
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Marion

We are alone... each one of us alone in our own brains and body's spending a lifetime reaching out, trying to connect. There is a school of thought that says death releases our consciousness from the body... maybe its physical death that finally connects us all. Great read B as always X

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John Loopstra

My wife found this on the internet half a year or so ago: "It is not fair we laugh together, but cry alone". Yet this is what happens every night and every day over and over again... Well put, ā¤ļø

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