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This Balance –between your love,
And my love
Rocks of ages, still, serene, telling me
We are light—we are feathers
Suspended in our will, as one,
Against intrusion—
Just in perfect balance
You and Me!
Beneath the open reverence of the sky,
Singing Illusion to our Harmony,
I Embrace you
In Quietness,
In Tranquility;
Delicate transition of all my perplexity,
Listening to the Balance
You Imbue in me.
I hear you in the waves against the rocks
and in the wails of the gulls–
I feel your touch
in the silence of the rocks—quiet and sentinel
for millennia.
I hear you now, and I have heard you before
and I will hear you always, in these waves,
calling me, telling me–
I am yours.
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This poem was written in collaboration with Zakiah Ali, a grandmother, a mother, a lover, and a retired physician, who lives in a small Illinois town, right on the River Mississippi. She was born in India, and moved to this beautiful country in the mid sixties with her husband to whom she has been married for 49 years! Zakiah contacted me via my Write With Me page to suggest a collaboration and I was delighted to join her in writing this brief, yet lovely tribute to the ocean, nature and the calming effect it has on our spirits. (Her parts of the poem are in italics)
~Morgan~
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Beautiful Photograph found at Alphacoders.com. Credit Gratefully Acknowledged to the Original Photographer. Thank You~
Stunning poetry…Kudos you two, this is remarkable!
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🙂 Thanks Holly, like writing with you, it was ever so effortless and magical 🙂
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Lovely results Morgan
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beautiful collaboration!
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Thank You Neha, it was very straightforward, but wonderful all the same 🙂 Our styles really complimented each others.
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They do and sometimes simplicity is what makes it so fluid so poetic so beautiful 🙂
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Fantastic!
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Oh wow Morgan! I love the incorporation of your verse between my two extempore verses. I was in Monterey Peninsula a few weeks back with my dear niece. Oceans, water in general, does something to me. Makes me humble, makes me cry and fills my heart with longing. I sat at a bench near the ocean and wrote the second verse, and as I walked on , I saw a home across from the ocean which had stones balanced on each other, perfectly placed, and I wanted to cry at the beauty and the serenity. So I sat on a rock and wrote the first verse.
How beautifully you have instilled your creative words between these two verses. Thank you. I think I am going to enjoy myself here.
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Wow! Love thrives, lives on and encourages. Great work!
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It was entirely Zakiah, but Im glad you enjoyed it. I am so glad you connected with me about a collaboration, because her writing is marvelously beautiful 🙂
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Reblogged this on femidadaadedina and commented:
A good summation of love when tight, inspiring and enhancing.
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Thanks Ever So for the Kind Reblog 🙂 I am glad you enjoyed it. Thanks for visiting BnV
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