From the highest point of the mountain
At the clearing where spring arrives first
I look to the sky and out to the sea,
And wave at boats going to far-off shores
Each boat is laden with commodities
For folks on the other side of the world
Will they know that I waved and sent them
Heart balm from this glade where spring docks first?
© selma
A short poem for today… it’s too hot for more.
Thanks so much for your visit. Stay cool, everyone.
I’m a simple woman who dares to see the beauty in ordinary. I’d love to connect with you and like pen pals, I want something beautiful to blossom between us. Will you join me? Selma is my middle name. Its meaning—peaceful, complete, are euphoric affirmations I like to think of myself as having. They compliment the joy I feel when I write. I sincerely hope you decide to join me on my writing journey. I Wish You Miracles.
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Such lovely thoughts Selma 🙏
For you, Maggie. 🤗
Bless you my friend 🤗
I hope they do ❤
That’s the hope. 🤗 Summer blessed dear Diana.
You too.
How lovely! ⛴️ ❤️
Happy you think so. Blessings.
Short but impactful. 🙏🏾💙
Happy for this comment my friend. Happy Summer.
powerful mojo – thank you
Sending you Heart Balm, Beth. Happy Summer.
❤️
What a great short but interesting written you. Happy summer,Selma! Beautiful photo for Lone woman on beach watching a Rowing Boat.
Blessing!
I love this idea of sending boats with cargo with your good wishes.
With my good wishes to the world. Always. Xo. Happy you enjoyed this idea. Xo
Thank you 🙏🏼
Waving back at you, Selma. 👋🏻
Aww. I see you. I see YOU !
👀 🛥️ 👋
Sweet “heart balm from this glade”! Keep it coming, Selma. Blessings to you, my friend.
Thanks for encouraging me on dear Dora. Happy Summer.
Wake me up when September ends 😉
🙏🏽🤗
Just what I needed! 🤍
Happy to provide something g you needed… 🤗
Waving at the boats reminds me of a scene in Titanic when Jack told his Italian friend to wave at the crowd when the ship was leaving the shore. His friend replied that he didn’t know anybody but Jack said that it didn’t matter. The act of Waving was more important. I believe that the boats will know that you sent them heart balm and love. ❤️