God bless the desperate modest ones,
Who take so little and
Feel so much…
Whose hearts are wider than
The sky, a sweet song
On their lips to sing,
Yet, perhaps an octave too high,
For others to join in?
Alone, for now…
But still connected,
To the universal heartbeat,
Of oneness, love and light.
One day the whole world will
Know their song, when the sun
Peeks out from behind dark clouds,
They will sing their final sad verse.
…Until then, silent daisies in the field,
Perk up and slightly bend,
Toward the modest ones.
(In honor of those who shine their light down on others without exception and without expectation.)
-Gilda Patricia
Great poem Gilda, the shining they, know the truth, the purpose of life or the divine directions ! Blessings.
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Your feedback is greatly appreciated Kamakhya, thanks!🌼
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Lovely and inspiring poem, Gilda. 🙂
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Iris, thanks for saying. Am grateful for your appreciation!💝
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You’re welcome!
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Beautiful words and reflections to take into the weekend. Have a good and blessed one Gilda.
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Thanks sincerely. Have a beautiful weekend as well Davy😀🌺
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Thank you Gilda.
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I really enjoy your poetry.
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Thanks for saying! It’s nice to have your appreciation 😀
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“Who take so little and
Feel so much…”
this. resonated. resonated. i almost cried. :’) it is tiring to take so little and give so much. but there are persons who are just so worth it. ❤
thank you for this piece.
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Whatever we do for love is always worth it…wouldn’t want you to cry but glad that it touched you. 🌺Knowing someone out there relates is what keeps me writing!
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awww. i agree. thank you dear!
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You’re very welcome 🌸
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