566. The face is the mirror of the mind, and eyes without speaking confess the secrets of the heart. ~St. Jerome

The best and most beautiful things
in the world cannot be seen or even touched –
they must be felt with the heart.
~Helen Keller

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On the edge of dreaming when the brain lets go, when it stops its scheming, our blood runs slow… Then the heart speaks clearly of the things it knows, things it brought so dearly at the evening’s glow… And a misty sunset fills the west with yellow, gold and scarlet red. The bowl of space at dawn sheds light upon our silky bed. For you, I send refreshing rain to wash the past away. A quiet breeze drifts warmly across your tired face. It brings the scents from flowery climbs, and leaves without a trace. With vines and newborn stars in our hair…undressed, bronzed platinum we are as summer in your golden church… Like whispers lost at sea…we soar beyond the sky of fire…in harmony within the clash of elements… Together lost and free to claim our each desire. Like leaves we float to earth, once more…forbidden passion, romantic eyes, and heated lips…two burning amber hearts released and drinking slowly mysterious champagne of heaven’s sweetest rest… ~Oksana Rus

Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength. ~Deuteronomy 6:5   ✝

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16 thoughts on “566. The face is the mirror of the mind, and eyes without speaking confess the secrets of the heart. ~St. Jerome

  1. This is beautiful Natalie. At first I thought that you wrote the poem, until I noticed the author at the end. I thought, ‘wait a minute. Natalie doesn’t really like to write poetry. She’s a prose girl. And a darn good one at that.’
    Love and hugs N.
    🙂 ❤

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  2. Oh my gosh—-I just finished writing the post for tomorrow, when I wanted to check in on my reader to see what was new. I couldn’t believe it but I used the exact same quote by Helen Keller for a post about a sunset in tomorrow’s post—-amazing how we weave in and out of similar feelings and thoughts—a comforting thought for me Natalie 🙂
    love to you—from little ol me

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    • Thank you, Vinanti! And how sweet of you to want to come here regularly! I welcome you and am so glad you come and enjoywhat you find. No, I didn’t paint this painting. I just wish I had. Hugs and love, Natalie ❤

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