Lemurian Gypsy Camp


Waltzing Under The Moon
July 14, 2006, 4:21 am
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“Lost love is still love. It takes a different form that’s all. You can’t see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. But when those senses weaken another heightens. Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it. ….Life has to end….Love doesn’t.” Mitch Ablom


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Heather, I am speechless. This is utterly marvelous!

Comment by Lorijayne

What a beautiful post. I love Mitch Albom’s work. Dreamy and wonderful imagery, Heather. Warmest hugs to you both, still dancing.

Comment by Imogen Crest

Yes — Yes!

papa

Comment by faucon of Sakin'el

Yes – just lovely.

Comment by Gail Kavanagh

On reflection, for me this is your finest work –
in balance with the Enchantresse and the Steeds,

and as you dance with life,
I am called to dance with thee.

faucon

Comment by faucon of Sakin'el

Oh, Heather, this is just beautiful. Memories are indeed everlasting. They transcend mortal life.

Vi

Comment by Vi Jones

At such a time as this, love dances with courage and beauty.

Comment by Believer

Memories can make great partners,the trick of course,is remembering the right ones!Just like real life I suppose! Wonderful memories make great stories and help others live better lives! Susan Preston

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