As I Advance Myself


As I advance myself in the grace and true order of my great mother I see ahead
Many vivid expressions.

Expressions of one's holy, whole inner wealth.
I see radiance, true and real.

These I see - in that hidden sense. Spatial events.

I see in them my dear mother.

I see her gracious radiance.

Great mother, Margret, oh how I miss ye now.

And Your holy wings are the subtle vessels meant to take flight.

Take me with you.

tommy boy moran / Ireland / Last Week Of Nov. 2013

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This made me ...Hope all is well in your world Tomo....

Leigh, thank you. I'm moved to depth. You know, I've always appreciated your words. You are soft, as in 'soft hearted' and real. Very few like ye, Leigh. The word when thinking of you - that always comes to mind is, 'Precious'. You're precious!

tommy boy / Ireland

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As usual, your writing solicits an emotional response, especially during the holiday season when are missing loved ones dominate our thoughts.
Hope all is well with you!

Liz, all is well. Thank you.

tommy boy moran / Ireland

Thanks, old. Glad ye like this.

tommy boy