Sunday, 4 January 2015

Tracks of Our Hearts

A friend is leaving for London, UK her origin
We took one final walk. Along our meandering seaside parkland
One final talk. As memories unfolded
Where tracks of our hearts were moulded
Hers and mine, a beautiful design

We met on a Harbour circuit. Some years ago
One of those magical moments. Of recognition. Of soul
As we set our hearts on purpose bold
Meeting regularly to renew our weary energy:

Dips in the sea, Meals at Manly
Project planning, Lives expanding

Meditating on Rocks, resting
Headlands as the backdrop, Breathtaking.

Sydney to Hobart, with a view from her hearth
Christmas meals, and topics of heart

Books and poetry, eternal and momentary
Ideas to share, worlds exploring

Kindled by the light of being.

Our paths entwined, now set apart. Each a new chapter about to start.

The seasons we spent are true and dear. As she now moves across the great big sea.

Goodbye, Good luck. A new adventure's come up.

We'll share the same moon, sun and stars. And transmit across the many miles.

Connected eternally, by the seasons on Sydney Harbour, now captured permanently in my mind's eye mandala.

With love and appreciation for friendships of deepening developing sensations. And lives well lived in loving connections.

SaraSwati Shakti

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