Sunday, February 6, 2011

Music to my heart*


Music to my heart*

I am the strumming minstrel of the forest
I see the sun leaving, it goes to the west
Playing my music from my heart
I play it for you love, hear it from the start
It is a melody to enhance the beauty of you
And to give grace to your heart that is all so true

Dom*Colucci 2011
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8 comments:

  1. MiekeFebruary 6, 2011 at 7:26 AM

    I missed You so
    but hearing your music
    Now
    I know
    You will always be
    here
    close to me
    inside
    My dear

    :)

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  2. trishaFebruary 6, 2011 at 8:27 AM

    This is beautiful. loved the sweet poem.

    with lots of love.

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  3. ZENDOMFebruary 6, 2011 at 3:26 PM

    I missed you as well Love..we can make our chat another day....went out today anyways...talked to Bodhirose in the park as I went for a walk today, we talked about the Gita and about how Rouzanna and I have been analyzing and commenting it as well, great chat we had...enjoy as well(+)
    Dom*;)xoxoxo---{--@

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  4. ZENDOMFebruary 6, 2011 at 3:27 PM

    thanks my Dearest Golden Lotus of God's Love for loving the poem..enjoy as well(+)
    soulbro*;)xoxoxo---{--@

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  5. MiekeFebruary 7, 2011 at 12:54 AM

    Yes, the Gita is a jewel of wisdom and soo timeless :)

    Great to read you had a nice chat with Gayle about this.
    Next time give her my cordial regards :)

    Gita: book of insight and celebration of Life..

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  6. ZENDOMFebruary 7, 2011 at 3:47 PM

    thanks Love..I will..enjoy as I see you spinning on the globe(+)
    Dom*;)xoxoxo---{--@

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  7. MiekeFebruary 8, 2011 at 2:28 PM

    The Blue Danube, forever :)

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  8. ZENDOMSeptember 15, 2013 at 6:54 AM

    The picture is credited from yahoo images.

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